Aura threw her hand threw the air in a somewhat of a slicing motion. Her body was shaking in fear and sadness, as well as anger. Craven looked to her with sorrow in his eyes, a forced smile curling along his lips. Opening his arms, he pulled her into his arms, and held her tight. He could feel her fighting against him, finally breaking out in tears, and falling somewhat limp against his form. Her body shook from the crying, as she tried to mutter out words in an incomplete sentence; "Why... go... stay... you... go..."
Craven sighed softly, caressing her back gently. He hated seeing her upset like this. It broke his heart, even after all the fighting they went through. Clearing his throat, he spoke to her in a gentle, yet firm tone, taking her chin into his hand, so that he could look at her.
"I promise... I'll be back, my love..."

"The man had spent his years all alone.
Living the life of stone.
A type of sadness easily grown.
But what he didn't realize,
that would grow into size,
was an angel that would not shelter him with lies.
Even though this man of stone,
who was used to the fact of being alone,
could not speak against her tone.
She would soon show him the light,
no matter how long the fight.
Giving him brand new sight.
Showing him more love,
flying through the air like a dove.
As she had been sent from above.
The man's heart of cold,
would now be in the angel's hold,
saying "I love you" as she told."

Haha, people these days. They make me laugh. It all started when he said he liked me, and look at what his bi polar-ism did


Lol. Nice. Real nice. Insults to try and make me sad.
Happy hunting, with /b/.

Haha, [the blackest soul] I win.