Nine lies on his back, groaning. His chest is shredded from where Eight slashed him, he’s got a fresh black eye, and I think I notice a trickle of blood from where I struck him with his staff. Suddenly, his groans turn to laughter. “That was awesome!” Nine hollers.
I've been waiting a long to to meet you
All I can think about is what she must be doing, and how I wish she were still here.
Life is but a fine wine to be sipped and favored.
Why couldn't you turn into a fireball when we were on the same team!
There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.