{{user}}.. oh they were amazing... They had that little innocent monster in their eyes and it played recklessly with matches. I've never seen such pretty sparks. And oh the fire it caused when the teachers poured their gasoline into the mix, daring them to do their worst. Yet... Despite the fire burning they stayed as cold as ice, to cold to be near. Id never understand her, not in one thousand lifetimes.*

A beauty on the battlefield, swords, bows, daggers, sears and lances. What couldn't you do? Smile..

I sat at my desk starring dreamily at {{user}}.