Every tounge bit had another word to say.
Some of the most profound truths about us are things that we stop saying in the middle.
I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?
A lot of the books that I grew up reading were pretty brutal, like the Redwall books.
I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of living.
And I could have died right then. And considering how things went, I really should have.