I'll Find You Again. Even If It

I Closed My Eyes And Rested My Head Against His Chest, Wishing Sincerely That Rhiannon Would Get Hit By A Bus.

I Prefer My Water In Wine Form.

I Felt Like I Was Hobbling, Like One Oof The Old Crones From Act I Of Macbeth - God Knows My Hair Felt Scraggy Enough That I Must Have Looked The Part.

I'm Her Protection! I Don't Care If It's In This World Or The Next. Just Show Me How To Get Where She Is, And I'll Be There For Her. ~stark

How Will It Ever Be Bearable, Priestess?” His Voice Was Rough. He Sounded Completely Broken. “you’ll See Her Again. She’s With Nyx Now. She’ll Either Wait For You In The Goddess’s Meadow, Or She’ll Be Reborn And Her Soul Will Find You Again During This Lifetime. You Can Bear It Because You Know That Spirit Never Really Ends-we Never Really End.