Do we meet again? Or part ways?

peak of.What to do I turned back to look at my Lord.He smiled faintly, waiting for me to speak.When I ask him to do something, he has to obey me..."Honey..."He let out a light chuckle; for him, settin...aracters etched there carefully, his fingertips tracing them with a luminous glow.Where the head had been severed, a wisp of bluish smoke rose, faint tendrils that vanished into thin air in an instant...