by aurumlupus » Wed Mar 21, 2012 1:20 pm
Sev threw his hands up and pretended to be scared. "I give up! Don't hurt me!" it looked rather funny, a 6'7" guy with huge muscles, ripped shirt, shackles with broken chains hanging off, a thick metal collar with a heavy chain hanging off of it, being scared of Crow.
"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."