Choose Well Or Die. I Don’t Care

Are All Knights So Gentle? (taryn) I Know Not, Taryn, Since I Don’t Make It My Habit To Lie Abed With Other Knights. (sparhawk)

It’s Been A Full Week Since She Left And All You’ve Done Is Sulk Like A Dying Cow. (kish)

So…that’s Like Your Pet Monkey?” – Nick (the Tiny Horse Snorted Flames And Whinnied At Him.) “easy, Girl. You’d Do Well To Show Her Respect. She Can Understand You, And She Doesn’t Take Well To Insults.” – Death “sorry, Flicka. Didn’t Mean To Rattle Your Bridle.” – Nick

You Look So Out Of Your Element. (savitar) I Am Out Of My Element. Much Like You In A Seattle Goth Club. (acheron) I’m Never Out Of My Element, Atlantean. And It Must Be Dire Indeed To Get You In Shorties, And On A Board. One Day I’m Actually Going To Get You To Say ‘rad Four-mill Steamer, Dude! (savitar)

(he Went To Tory And With One More Push, His Son Slid Into His Hands. For A Full Minute, He Couldn’t Breathe As He Stared At The Tiniest, Most Perfect Creature He’d Ever Seen In His Life.) “is It A Smurf?” - Tory