Is it a good life or a bad one? The answer doesn’t matter. It’s the only life we have.

Passion now begins to wake and whom we desire, we will take then we’ll cut them down to the quick love itself the cruelest trick. Moved we are by loves sweet song though it plays not for long we can blow on embers bright till passion outtakes the light.

When will you human monsters stop twisting innocent people into beasts and putting the world at risk?

The mad head of the house was rotting, and night was dragging her wings across the moon, tracing filigree on the floors. In the attic, more black moths were dancing because it was cold, because it was dark. Because they were hungry. For the butterfly.

None so deaf as those that will not hear; none so blind as those that will not see.

A shadow? Oh, darling, all that lives in this house are shadows and reflections and creaks and groans. So you’d better soothe that boundless imagination of yours from now on.” Edith.

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Witches, wolves, and moral friend There is horror that does not end War is waged and battles fought But have you stopped to count the cost? We are the ones backed by right We must strike with bold and might The cursed ones blamless be Warm them of the Hunters you see.

We’re staying for the moment. ut if you do anything i find the least bit suspicious, I’ll kill you. Fair Warning?

Ostara, if one dies while in these othere states of consciousness, one dies indeed. this begs the question, are dreams truly only ever dreams?