What would your thoughts be in your last hours? (part of the storyline through Trials and Tribultions, and Stranger to Your Heart)
Read it. And if you can't figure out what chocolate has to do with it, all I can say is what a pity. I'm not explaining. And Critic, I changed the mistake. Ty for pointing it out.
Another vaguely connected fic. I think it's funny, but the humor is something you either get or you don't. This is NOT a cliche or a self-insertion.
What shapes the mind, experience, or heart?