Be yourself, until you bleed.

It does no good to run. And it does no good to hide. But I know what it's like. Your brain shuts down, and you follow your instincts. Or, at least, you.

You use the word "Infinity" very glibly.... Have you ever been there? Time and space are extensions of the mind, the will. Which means that infinity is a purely local phenomenon. You can turn over a stone and find it crawling there. Or you can make it yourself out of whatever materials are at hand.

All stories are lies, but good stories are lies made of light and fire. They lift our hearts out of the dust and out of the grave.

We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves.

Words are the birds that break cover and show your enemy where you're hiding.

An excellent indie horror book with a wholly original premise.