I’d Said It Before And Meant It:

Rose Is In Red, But Never In Blue, Sharp As A Thorn, Fights Like One Too.

Why Not See Which Is Brighter: Your Aura Or The Sun?

Dimitri: "don't Look At Me Like That." Rose: "like What?" Dimitri: "you've Got This Look On Your Face That Says You Think I'm Delusional, But You're Too Nice To Say Anything.

It's Worth It. It's Worth Giving Up The Sun And Magic.

Since When Do We Even Play Games?” “since When Don’t We Play Games? Games Of Life, Games Of Death. Games Of Love, Of Hope, Of Chance, Of Despair, And Of All The Myriad Wonders In Between.” I Rolled My Eyes At The Newcomer. “hello, Carter.