On the parchment there were droplets of blood, little blossoms of varying sizes that were as dark as a dyed candle.
RULES FOR LIVING
no good can come of dangling rotten meat over the maw of things that defour
giving It a name is like naming that fowl that alights on your arm days before you sloughther it, it will weadel its way to your hart and you will wonder how you ever thout to destroy it in the first place
more It means less Noura. no Noura. will you be responsible for condembing a girl to death what does not daserve it.
I have seen a future I do not like, do you hear me, Elliot Brown
JERNOS choose any girls they want any time they want; MYRKENERS choose the RIGHT one
Nova cares for you, but playeing little boy games will shatter her, you juggle glass enough eventioally a piece will slip from your fingers and you will not catch it in time
the future i saw, you gave up everything to be so much of a slave you did not realize you were one, nova was not in that future, neither was niall
you were alone
stay away from It. do not be a weakling. do not have lied to me over the past few months about what a MYRKENITE is. were i a veangeful sword, twice now this week, twice now i could have gutted you in your weakness because It was at your side
i would never do that, but i am the exception, if i live long enough to burn your body, i will inscribe this thing on the bottle where they stored your ashes
elliot brown gave up