Hey guys, what are you laughing about?

[Deuce Rhiannon]

[html]

I know the territory, I've been around

It’ll all turn to dust and we’ll all fall down

Her eyes were filled with pain now as she watched the black male she still harbored love for. Her hand twitched in her lap as her heart wanted to reach out and touch him. She wanted to ease his hurts. Her voice held a slight tremor when she spoke to him again, her voice soft as if she were only speaking to herself. "Oh, Lucifer...what was done to you? Please, just look at me." A single tear slid down her cheek as her heart ached for him.

She twisted her hands in her lap. The Shaman was at a loss of what to do for the dark male in front of her. She wanted to fix him, but to do that was beyond her, it seemed. Sometimes what was broken had to mend on it's own, and she as a healer hated that. She hated being helpless, useless.

And sooner or later, you’ll be screwing around

[/html]