I'm Dark Angel, 15 years old. I'm kind of weird sometimes, but I think we're all a little weird inside - some more than others, though. I'm sociable, so you can talk to me without getting bitten, I promise. ;)
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights