... You have to pull the feet to break the neck. They let the loved ones do it.

I see why Demokracy is illegal. First comes yelling. Frustration. Indecision. Disagreements. Ideas.

There is a flower that grows on Mars. It is red and harsh and fit for our soil. It is called haemanthus. It means“blood blossom.

'Personally, I do not want to make you a man. Men are so very frail. Men break. Men die. No, I've always wished to make a god.' He smiles mischievously as he does some sketches on a digital pad. He spins it around and shows me the killer I will become. 'So why not carve you to be the god of war?'