Insanity makes the rivers flow.

Cold as winter, strong as stone; She faced the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage; a recollection. No return; no turning back. The past is gone, the future, black. Serpents gather in their nest, And she stands above the rest. Shadows hunt; she hunts the shadow. The moon is risen; she stands below. She views her world through the eyes of others. Black and white; there are no colors, As she looks down upon a shattered youth. A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth.

Life is nothing without a little chaos to make it interesting.

Fate has a twisted sense of humor.

Only love can break a heart into so many pieces. -Risika(In The Forest Of The Night)

I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to." (page 8)

The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.