by Arcas 11/4/2011, 9:38 pm
I walk in feeling miserable. The talk with Chiron I just had made me realize what a jerk I really was for trying to hurt people. "And Sabriel, if I ever hear any report of you trying to kill others, or Lok running in panicking because he thinks you've gotten yourself into a major scrape, I'm going to make sure your arrows and sword won't work properly." that thought in my head played like a broken disk. I have to stop. I lay on my bed and looked up. What is wrong with me? Why did I have a need of killing people? Apollo, father, help me. Before I knew I was asleep.