Oh! I'm Stupid As Well As Insane.

At Last Niko Dropped His Hands, And Opened His Eyes. His Perfect Tree Illusion Solidified And Settled. "very Nice," Said Briar With Approval. "couldn't Have Done Better Myself" "couldn't Do It At All Yourself," Muttered Tris. Briar Ignored Her. "but You'd Never Find A Cork Oak In These Parts. Too Cold." Niko Looked Down His Nose At The Boy. "i Beg Your Pardon?" Briar Shrugged. "just Thought I'd Mention It." Niko Glared.

Curse Him For Being All Tight Muscle, With Ivory Skin And A Mouth As Soft As Rose Petals. Curse Him For Having Hair As Fair As The Sun, And Eyes As Black As Night. Curse Him For Having The Grace Of A Cat And Deft, Cool Hands. And Now I Am Having The Same Argument On Paper That I Have In My Own Head On Too Many Nights. I Know My Choice Is Sensible, But It Isn't My Common Sense I Think With, Those Times Rosto's Stolen A Kiss From Me.

This May Be My Only Chance To See Humans Before These Two Are Made Into Fertilizer For Moonwind's Rosebushes.

Reflect As If You Have All Of Time, Even When Time Is Short.

Every Now And Then I Like To Do As I'm Told, Just To Confuse People.