02-02-2010, 11:02 AM
Just and his floating slaves soon arrived to his home. The home was a simple one, being only one story, with white walls and an orange roof. Windows here and there, and a nice, green lawn with flowers. It was nice and calm there, a house of one who watched it with care.
They entered the house, and Just brought the two to his room, where he laid them on his bed. "Are either of you injured? I know that you must have some bones broken, but are there any other injuries?" he asked. He then turned around, so they were facing his back. "I shall fetch food. Do not move. Any requests?" he asked.
They entered the house, and Just brought the two to his room, where he laid them on his bed. "Are either of you injured? I know that you must have some bones broken, but are there any other injuries?" he asked. He then turned around, so they were facing his back. "I shall fetch food. Do not move. Any requests?" he asked.
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.