Luther and Judex were training together. They were sparring, all in good fun and practice. He laughed, smiling... at least until he messed up and accidentally drew his sword along a small portion of Judex’s arm.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Turn your demons into art, your shadow into a friend, your fear into fuel, your failures into teachers, your weaknesses into reasons to keep fighting. Don’t waste your pain. Recycle your heart. — Andréa Balt
