my little jokes on thee...
Ash narrowed his eyes, as he looked at the unwrapped blade, and carefully lifted it up by its hilt.
"Hmmmm..." he mumbled.
"I can see why, now." he said.
"If this weapon is anything to go by, the owner of it is... not someone to be left alone." he told her.
"Now... a question." he continued, setting the blade down carefully.
"...alive? Or not?"
"Hmmmm..." he mumbled.
"I can see why, now." he said.
"If this weapon is anything to go by, the owner of it is... not someone to be left alone." he told her.
"Now... a question." he continued, setting the blade down carefully.
"...alive? Or not?"
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.
great big one on me.