Bella Donna Boudreaux is a cheerful assassin (petitmort) wrote in utr_logs,
"Actions and words are hasty, flawed. Hearts and minds are what matter. We were linked. It was my folly, my. . .I am so wrong I can not even see the right. You hung your hopes on a twig in a strong breeze. Would that you had chosen another. . ."
She felt weaker, and shook her head. "There are not words for my sorrow. Live again, my dear heart, and I shall not wrong you for as long as I draw breath."