[B]"You know I'm pretty sure each of us has a story of woe and we could debate till the sun fades into a white dwarf who's is the most tragic but in the end we're just the island of misfit toys that no one wants and we're too big an embarrassment to allow freedom.
"And where the Shackles of bondage hold the physical form in cold restraint so long as the spirit isn't broken in the end in death is found freedom for the slave or prisoner"[/B] says Penny the Fire in her eyes now becoming a frightening inferno