coolies
*looks over at belth, then walks over and slaps him round the backof the head*
that was for you saying you would do it to me and yes i do know where that is
*stops and thinks, then goes into shock, then her face changes into a evil grin*
hehehe...
*then goes back to normal*


What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...