If the first words out of your mouth are to cry 'political correctness!', ... chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.

The priest's lesson: beware the Nightlord, for his pleasure is a mortal's doom. My grandmother's lesson: beware love, especially with the wrong man.

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.

Determination could easily become obsession.

We can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.

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

You are what your creators and experiences have made you, like every other being in this universe. Accept that and be done; I tire of your whining.