“ He was going to break my legs,” she said, her chin held high, the barest quaver in her voice. “Would you have come for me then, Kaz? When I couldn’t scale a wall or walk a tightrope? When I wasn’t the wraith anymore?”
Dirtyhands would not. The boy who could get them through this, get their money, keep them alive, would do her the courtesy of putting her out of her misery, then cut his losses and move on.
Well guys I hate to say it but I think the incorrect quotes just are not doing it for me anymore. I have discovered my true passion. The passion to create art! Today I shall be posting my new art and will hopefully be turning this into an art blog instead of an Incorrect quotes blog. I hope that you all will stay with me as I go through this transition into the art blog life.
Also if you want to ignore all this stuff I’m tagging it as #trekfools so you can block that if you want.