by aurumlupus » Tue Apr 23, 2013 11:24 am
Sev jolted awake, a dagger appearing in one hand, his other hand on his sword, until he woke enough to realize it had just been the smoke being. "What now?" He groaned.
Miabo opened his eyes and looked at River. "You alright?" He asked her.
Nesossin laughed. "At the moment, you're not exactly overly mobile or agile." He pointed out. "It wouldn't be too hard to catch you."
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more:
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
"Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man."
"And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything."