by ~Phantasos~ » Wed Mar 05, 2014 5:27 am
"That's what you say now but what about when the town folk get a hold of it? They'll rip your reputation to pieces,sir. No,I will leave tomorrow. You are to kind to have to deal with the harshness of others." Arwen replied firmly.
"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."