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? –

I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead.And buried.

I was recently living more comfortably surrounded by secrets... Like dozens of luxurious satiny pillows, they were embracing me from all directions into safe lulling warmth, thus isolating me from the sharp dead-cold edges of the truth hiding behind their endearingly smooth textures and tender soothing colours.Secrets could be so irresistibly beautiful...

I lie more convincingly than I tell the truth.