You Got Hurt by a Pumpkin?!

It seemed Rexanna was never done telling him of the horrors of her old world. Had anyone else been telling him the stories, he would have wondered if they were false - it seemed almost too much suffering, or perhaps more than he wanted to imagine her going through. But he trusted Rexanna as he had trusted no one else before, and instead of disbelief all he felt was a deep sorrow. Though the one light in all these stories, the one scrap of hope, was that through it all she persevered. "A daring escape. Do you know how proud I am of you, that you overcame all of these things?" He hoped fervently the answer was yes. "What happened, after you were on the run? Presumably it somehow came to an end?" Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum