Mama says that satisfaction isn't what I should search for. Respect is. Respect? I detest that word. Probably because in this world you have to respect the wrong people for the wrong reasons.
You just have to belong. Long to be.
It's like geographical humor. You just don't get it unless you were there.
I still wake with your name on my lips every morning.
The two horsewomen of the apocalypse still win, despite their dwindling numbers.
There's not much you need to know about the world. Except how to use a sword and trust very few.