Jericho snorted. "He *would* promise that." But when she looked at him, the sarcasm disappeared from his face as the smirk faded. For a moment he was silent, until finally he nodded. "I'll say it again. What I said before. I promise I won't die. I will not let them win."
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” - Great Expectations by Charles Dickens #charlesdickens #fanart