Good luck, little Wanderer, good luck. How I wish you didn't need it.
I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.
They call her my singerโbecause her blood sings for me.
...humankind's limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.
How well opposed to grand Theft Auto are you?
No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.