Neverwinter Forest So long sentiment

[table width=80%][tr][td]Under the crushing weight of reality she had stayed put for too long, and it was easy to see she wasn't well anymore. Physically she was capable of numerous things, but her mind had crumbled up like a used piece of paper and had then been thrown in the trash - a failed poem of loyalty and friendship. The usual twinkle in her bi-coloured eyes had dimmed to an almost slave-like dull and the sympathetic nature of West wasn't helping much. Now that she had someone that cared, it was simply too late. She didn't dare get attached to the woman before her, fearing that she as well would leave without a word.

It doesn't matter now. They will carry this shame upon their souls unknowingly. She spoke confidently; a small smudge of hate on the sweet pink canvas that was her voice. I simply fear what my son will become without a father. She admitted.[/tr][/td][/table]