Books Are For Reading, Not

Doing The Right Thing Because You Love Someone Sucks Sometimes.

I Keep Thinking About Blood, I Dream About It. Wake Up Thinking About It. Pretty Soon I'll Be Writing Morbid Emo Poetry About It.

Will's Face Turned Grave. "be Careful With It, Though. It's Six Hundred Years Old And The Only Copy Of Its Kind. Losing Or Damaging It Is Punishable By Death Under The Law." Tessa Thrust The Book Away From Her As If It Were On Fire. "you Can't Be Serious." "you're Right. I'm Not." Will Leapt Down From The Ladder And Landed Lightly In Front Of Her. "you Do Believe Everything I Say, Though, Don't You? Do I Seem Unusually Trustworthy To You, Or Are You Just A Naive Sort?

The Only Time People Turned To Watch Her Go By Was When She Hurtled Past Them As She Fell.

I Have A High Pain Threshold. In Fact, It's More Of A Large And Tastfully Decorated Foyer Than A Threshold. But I Do Get Easily Bored