You can speak to me like you haven’t spoken even to yourself.

Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –

The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods no one had ever heard of outside of the world of secret occult visions.

I lie more convincingly than I tell the truth.

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave... Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

I can be anything – and nothing, and everything at the same time. It all depends on the role I am in.