But it's really hard to not criticize that story...

They are so pure! You'd want to protect her or just hug her tight!<br>You're just pointing out your own faults here!

my coffee isn't good enough yet.

Would it be bad if I got some flowers with magic...?

Not good enough?

What am I here for, a critique?!

So now is when you start complaining?

But anyway, don't hurt them, no matter what, got it?

Quit finding fault! And oh, I'm so sorry I suck at comedy.

Don’t yell like that!

Don't interfere. Let me handle this.

-Please print it.<br>-No.

I'd a debt, owed Miss Tamara. Three moons past a fever gripped my boy. We thought he was done for.

No. I realized that night it wouldn't happen again. That my mind would always be on the road, even while I was sitting, freezing on a cliff.