This is what’s occupying my attention atm. It’s amazing how deliciously racy and/or VIOLENTLY EPIC classical literature can be as well as containing awesome terms like PHILOSOPHER KINGS. Too bad I must worry about it more for school than anything else, or I’d enjoy it more. At the very least, The Aeneid is better than City of Bones and Twilight. They don’t have a giant traptastic wooden horse.
Yeah, I said it.
Come get me Bunny Girl and Otaku-Boy!