Anne once went to War on a huge chesnut war stalion. She slew many, many enemys. When it was finished, her triumphant yell was heard on the surrounding hills many miles away. The mighty sword wiped clean of blood on the shirt of a slain foe. A day of glory.

I don't know of many girls that are willing to listen to "The Real McCoy" in the car with me on the way to a Goth Club. That's why Anne is -so- cool!

Anna è un'unica buona persona, una bella ragazza e un'amica buona chi vedo troppo raramente. Andiamo a ballare!