06-09-2012, 01:33 PM
Am o vaga banuiala ca e What we talk about when we talk about love. Si daca nu exagerez mi se pare ca e scrisa de.. a... Carver parca.
He passed a hand across his eyes. “I didn’t want you to drown,” he said. “The enchantment should hold enough for you to get the truck back to land.”
“I-didn’t realise.” Alec looked at Magnus, who was three hundred years old but had always looked timeless, as if he had stopped getting older around the age of nineteen.
Alec put his hands out. They were pale in the moonlight, wrinkled from water and dotted with dozens of silver scars. Magnus looked down at them, and then back at Alec, confusion darkening his gaze.
“Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my stength too. Whatever of it you can use to-to keep yourself going.”
Sa va vad..
He passed a hand across his eyes. “I didn’t want you to drown,” he said. “The enchantment should hold enough for you to get the truck back to land.”
“I-didn’t realise.” Alec looked at Magnus, who was three hundred years old but had always looked timeless, as if he had stopped getting older around the age of nineteen.
Alec put his hands out. They were pale in the moonlight, wrinkled from water and dotted with dozens of silver scars. Magnus looked down at them, and then back at Alec, confusion darkening his gaze.
“Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my stength too. Whatever of it you can use to-to keep yourself going.”
Sa va vad..
You don't have to 8e a good person to 8e a hero.