Men like that - when they know they won't be found out - they will do anything.
There's always a choice,' said Torak, and walked backward off the cliff.
A man crawls into a tomb to die. A boy crawls in to live. You think that's chance?
Fear is the loneliest feeling. You can be in a throng of people, but if you're afraid, you're on your own.
Evil exists in us all, Torak. Some fight it. Some feed it. That's how it's always been.
How odd, that light should prevent one from seeing.