Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding on to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to… — Creed Copy Share Image
“His face was uniquely slapable - a nun would have ached to punch him - while his backside cried out to heaven for a well-placed kick.” — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
