Your dreams are your spirit, your soul, and without them you are dead.
Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.
Peter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me.
Demon or not, it didn't matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.
What will happen, will happen.
Peter's face clouded. "Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet?