It is too easy to say 'what if' and paint a picture of a perfect world.

No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go.

I gulped, then stepped over the threshold into the house where I'd lived as a boy. After eighteen long years of wandering, I had finally come home.

I'm starting to understand that fear is like cancer - you can beat it back, but if it returns, it can be worse than ever.

But I also slaughtered you real mother and father. In a moment of mad rage, I took their lives and left you an orphan. If you choose to take my life as a payment for theirs, you will be within your rights and no vampire will hold it against you. Pass judgment on me, Gavner Purl, and let your hand rise or fall as destiny decides it must." -Larten Crepsley

If he comes in the dark, then it's KYAG Time!" - Harkat Mulds (The Lake of Souls)

... please Lady... Do not speak of it. I was young and foolish." "You most certainly were." "You are cruel, Evanna.