I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.
Lies, lies are the place where darkness grows.
Nightmares end. That's how you know they're nightmares.
Power is neither good nor evil.
Think of me as the praying mantis of the supernatural world. Aren't those the bugs that bite the heads off the males? Link looked skeptical. Yes. Then they eat them
I sat up in bed. My T-shirt was soaking wet. My pillow was wet. My hair was wet. And my room was sticky and humid.