You're very lucky... Friends are precious, powerful things - hard to earn, harder still to keep. You should thank this one for taking a chance on you.

Rising from the dead? Glowing at sunrise? What did that make him, the god of cheerful mornings and macabre surprises?

We worship Him not because He is the best of our gods, but because He is, or was, the greatest killer among them.

The shadows of Ina-Karekh are the place where nightmares dwell, but not their source. Never forget: the shadowlands are not elsewhere. We create them. They are within.

Love betrayed has an entirely different sound from hatred outright.

I am not as I once was. They have done this to me, broken me open and torn out my heart. I do not know who I am anymore. I must try to remember.

If the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we've earned a little annihilation.