by ...w h i s p e r... » Sat Jul 26, 2014 4:03 pm
Essie helped him balance and stand, then hovered her hands around him in case he needed any other help. "I'm fine... it'll heal..." She looked at the body, and grabbed the dagger. She ran her finger over the edge, careful not to cut herself, and licked her finger. A poisoned dagger? She pressed her lips together and joined back with Ethan.
A friend once told me...
When you plaster on a smile and stand strong...
It's like lying...
You're so heartbroken and yet...
People look to you for happiness...