All of us have darkness inside us, and at times it possesses and seduces us in ways we never thought possible.

Ryssa? How do you know her name was Ryssa? (Tory) Uh…I don’t. I just gave her a name. It seemed more polite than calling her ‘hey, you, ancient chick.’ (Acheron)

He’s a tough little son of a biscuit eater. (Bubba)

Then I’ll do some digging. (Fury) You just can’t help this kamikaze streak you have, can you? (Sasha)

Please Julian,” she whispered to him as he slept beside her. “Don’t leave me.

You go to him for advice? He’s only what? Five years old? I swear I own older sweaters. (Tory)

Don’t you like them? (Nykyrian) Did you see the price? (Kiara) I’m more than capable of supplying you with several wardrobes from here. (Nykyrian) But– (Kiara) But nothing, mu Tara. Start shoping. (Nykyrian) This really isn’t– (Kiara) Kiara. Buy clothes or go naked. Personally, naked works for me. (Nykyrian) Fine. When you’re homeless and bankrupt, remember I tried to stop you. (Kiara)