*laughs and gets back to work thinking about it* well if thats what wall my customers are going to do i think i will have a busy day ahead of me ^_^
*after a littel while polgara looks about the room and thinks of a quick way to get the place tidy, she looks down at a table and all the dust dissapears. then she looks about the room and the same thing happens all the way around the room* well that didnt take as long as i thort it would. *then she walks over to the bar and sits on it waits for some people to come in*
What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...