

Time In My Hands Chapter SixI trembled, covered sweat and my eyes seemed sunk in. I was not ill, but having withdrawals. Zane held me close, tending to my abused body and had I been in better shape, he would have taken this issue to the Lord already. It had been promised that I would be in good care and unharmed in this treaty, but here I was, addicted to drugs, scared and bruised. I was weak and fragile now, nothing like the God I once was.Time In My Hands Chapter Six
My hair was pure white, just like the snow outside. I was cradled in Zane’s lap, and he rocked me slowly, his hold strong and secure. This treaty had gone on for years, and he blamed himself for not noticing this soone
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Anything that is ever any fun is either illegal dangerous or fattening.
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"Do I look like someone who cares about what God thinks?" -Pinhead (Hellraiser: Bloodline)
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"We can tell other people about - having faith. What we had faith in. What we found important enough to fight for. It's not wether you were right or wrong, but how much faith you were willing to have, that decides the future."
--Solid Snake
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