Roland glares at Satan, "I will not yeild. You threatend my love, and I will not rest until you are dead. And I tell people what I am: A chronicler. I am who I am viewed as. I am just someone who writes down what happends, and I sometimes partake. I love rose, and I will not let her get hurt by you."
Imagination nods, "I do not blame him. He loves you very much, and would do anything to protect you. He's a stubern one, that Roland. Speaking of which, may I see your book?"
Scarlet slowly watches Satan.
[color=b40f15]Damn, imagination will have me clean this shit up, won't he?[/color]
Imagination nods, "I do not blame him. He loves you very much, and would do anything to protect you. He's a stubern one, that Roland. Speaking of which, may I see your book?"
Scarlet slowly watches Satan.
[color=b40f15]Damn, imagination will have me clean this shit up, won't he?[/color]