Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25908355-20150810125727/@comment-25908355-20150811085030

(Because I don't think double-posting is allowed.)

Iolite stood in front of the statue, before pulling out the ring she bought.

Iolite: Sard.. You forgot something.

She places the ring on the statute's ring finger, before beginning to tear up..

???: So you married a statue, you poor soul?

Iolite: What!? Who's talking?!

???: I am.

Iolite: WHO?!

???: Me, your inner concious.

(Now Iolite has her very own Nightmare! Yay?)