All my life I thought I was crazy, that I had ghosts in my head or something... simply because I could hear music. Of course, I didn't know it was music. All I knew was that it was something... beautiful and... and painful and right. And I was the only one who could hear it.
Before modification by alanna aes sedai at 06/12/2010 01:44:22 AM
Love heals all. It is a great constant in the universe. Hate destroys and love creates and heals. Why not for madness? I thought that that was actually a very poignant scene.
