zoya-nazyalenskys:Is that how it goes, round and round forever? I ask, where does it end? I saw your
zoya-nazyalenskys:Is that how it goes, round and round forever? I ask, where does it end? I saw your father die. Here is his killer. Can I take a skull to bed with me, to give me comfort in the night? Will it make me laugh, write me songs, care for me when I am old and sick?requested by @korra-of-the-watertribe -- source link