Hc, you werent quick enough...
Back off con, hold your restraint. You know what happens when you play in red flames...
Death is natural, murder inaccuseable, Thier is no such thing as killing one person... You kill thier mother, thier farther, their lover, thier son an daughter. We do not exsist to bring pain against another. We should be more than that.
But were not... so we turn to hopes written over 2000 years ago, as a relife to our mortality. I can not deny people happiness if they find it, then may peace follow.
If they dont, then may they rest upon a lightened sky and live free of sorrow. We cannot hope for more than bliss.
If a book gets you thier, if a song placates you, if a sight beceah's you then what is the difference?
Petty sqabbles over nothing.
hummphh and yet you bring us back down con.
Lemourantis? why is it that you let me look through your eyes to see these, things...
Because Conor, you need to see the world as we do.
I hate you sometimes...
I know but ignorance has no place here.