South of Somewhere and north of Nowhere.

I wanted to find a place to hide from all of it, where the nightmares and the rivers and reality couldn't find me. For me, that place was always inside a book.

The good and the bad, the sugar and the salt, the kicks and the kisses—what’s come before and what will come after, you and me—

Nothin' wrong with havin' a cat in the house. They can see what most people can't, like the folks in the Otherworld when they cross back over - the good ones and the bad. And they get rid a mice.

I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were

no light no dark no you no me know light know dark know you know me

Are you accusing me of reading? ~ Ridley