Hey guys! *tries once again to revive brain, but to no avail* I'd make some sort of sarcastic comment, but my brain refuses to comply. This is what happens when you sleep too much...
Veni. Vidi. Vici.
People are made of places. They carry with them hints of jungles or mountains, a tropic grace or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB
The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties. — Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians
