When one faces pain on a daily basis, one either learns to live with it or let it consume him.

Weak prey didn’t live long. It was the law of the jungle.

How about a favor?” I asked impulsively –foolishly. Oh, but how I would regret these words. I was sure about that. But nothing else came to mind, and to regret it, I still had to live.

I do not like the terms. I don’t get any offspring, any beloved, I cannot ask something that is not in your power and I do not get to have your soul?” Her lips twisted in a sarcastic smile, and I could tell I had managed to insult her. “Although I suppose that’s some other entity’s priority and not mine. But that aside, what’s left for me?

They not only left me for the wolves, but they did it to cover their scents while the wolves were busy ravaging me –and they took cover.

How can a monster tell if he’s a monster if he’s never known anything else?

You would do good to keep in mind there is a good reason all these people are after me.