Luciana
cause it makes me that much stronger
makes me work a little bit harder
makes me work a little bit harder
Shrugging at the idea of asking Ludo, Luciana frowned. She drummed her fingers against the table as she considered the problem. Finally, she lifted her gaze to meet Gideon's eyes. "What makes you think he's dead?' Frowning, she returned her attention to the Priest's lantern, sawing the final side and making one last set of slots.
Sighing at the inevitable question, she turned to stare at her own lanterns. She didn't respond for a long set of breaths. Finally she swallowed and shook her head. "My family." Eyes trailing towards the crib, she wrenched her head away to get back to work, turning slightly so he couldn't see the expression on her face as easily.
Sighing at the inevitable question, she turned to stare at her own lanterns. She didn't respond for a long set of breaths. Finally she swallowed and shook her head. "My family." Eyes trailing towards the crib, she wrenched her head away to get back to work, turning slightly so he couldn't see the expression on her face as easily.
it makes me that much wiser
so thanks for making me a fighter
so thanks for making me a fighter
