by ~Phantasos~ » Thu Jan 24, 2013 4:22 pm
Chance whimpered faintly.
Matt looked slightly surprised when Chance whimpered then smiled. "She's still alive. Well,I can fix that." He said and rested the tip of sword on her side.
"And dreams in their development have breath,and tears,and tortures,and the touch of joy; they leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,they take a weight from off our waking toils,they do divide our being."