Jesteśmy społecznością, która kocha książki

Some scars might fade in time, but others never would.

I would love to see your words catch fire with mine.

Sometimes," Iris began, "I don't think we know what we're made of until the worst moment possible happens. Then we must decide who we truly are and what is most important to us. I think we're often surprised by what we become.

Roman watched as she threw off the jacket and exposed the sheated sword.
He gave a low whistle.
"You steal that from the museum, wife?"
"Do I look like a thief?" Iris grimaced. "Maybe don't answer that".

I've found that the music of a mortal life burns brighter than any magic..