Its the fate of all creators: They fall in love with their creations.
Oh, Snap," I say. "What?" "Sorry. I was flashing back to 2005.
Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.
Deep down, she's a good person, Diana is," Caine said, and sighed. "Deep down, I'm not. But she is.
welcome to the FAYZ. Wherever, whenever or whyever that is
The warrior who had gone out from the lake to save his people by slaying the evil one was now just a boy sitting in the dirt with his fingers in a mane of blond hair. He stared at nothing. Expected nothing. Planned nothing. Just sat.