I looked at my two wolves. When I knelt they came to me rubbed against me smelling me and I stroked them. "Thank you for believing in me " I said and maybe they understood and maybe they didn't.

1980's: not a time period but a state of mind.

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

Cormac interrupted. 'Maybe I oughta shoot you both, put you both out of your misery.

All you know is what you think you know, but that isn't always what's real.

I looked at my two wolves. When I knelt they came to me rubbed against me smelling me and I stroked them. "Thank you for believing in me " I said and maybe they understood and maybe they didn't.

He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.