11-13-2010, 04:35 PM
Child. How exactly did he get in here? Oh right. His mother, Mocu sighed in her mind as the boy whimpered. Once the doors were opened and they were free to enter, she looked at him again. "...Indeed. Perhaps we should consider getting some bandages before lunch?" she asked, holding up her bleeding hand as she walked past the gates, expecting Raziel to follow.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.