Change is no loss, Will. Not always.

Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.

That was the justice of Heaven. I trust that you are not dismayed.

Achilles was murdered with a poisoned arrow, and Jason died alone, killed by his own rotting ship. Such is the fate of heroes.

I feel myself diminished, parts of me spiralling away into the darkness, that which is good and honest and true - If you hold it away from yourself long enough, do you lose it entirely? If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?

Hail and Farewell, my brother.

i've never asked him but i'm sure he has a fairly stringent policy about random teenagers lurking in his strubbery