by Shade » Fri Sep 19, 2008 2:00 am
Nyx jumped in after Diana, remembering the song she had taught her friend back in their slave days:
In this time of fear,
when prayers so often proved in vain.
Hope seemed like the summer birds,
too swiftly flown away.
Yet now I'm standing here.
My heart so full I can't explain.
Seeking faith and speaking words,
I'd never thought I say.
There can be miracles
when you believe.
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill.
Who knows what miracles,
you can achieve when you believe,
somehow you will, you will when you believe.
Sugar. Spice. Everything twice. I'm the left and the right, in a word: Nice.
