where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
"It's easy, just put your lips together, and blow, the melody will follow in time," he says with a smile, she looks up at him, as tears run down her face. "Please, I-I-I can't." "There's no such word, as can't," he says as he slowly begins to sharpen his knife. Go HERE for the …
"What is a man if he does not have a title?" "Is that how you see yourself in this world? Is this how you find meaning?" "Meaning? There is no meaning to be found boy, title brings respect, so, either you respect my position, or die, there is nothing else!" Go HERE for the …
"Is it over?" She asks. "It's over thanks to you, now rest up, you'll be okay," he says as he runs a hand through her blood soaked hair, she laughs softly. "You still haven't got this lying thing down yet, your eyes give it away," she says, closing her eyes. Go HERE for the …
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