Is this Prior?" "In the flesh." "Why's he bleeding?" "Because he's an idiot." Zeke offers me a black jacket with a factionless symbol stitched into the collar. "I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose." I wrap the jacket around Caleb's shoulders and fasten one of the buttons over his chest. He avoids my eyes. "I think it's a new phenomenon.", I say.

We believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and thrive. If you also believe in those things, we welcome you.

It is impossible to erase my choices.

Why do people want to pretend that death is sleep? It isn't. It isn't.

Awkwardness aside, it's nice to be liked.

Everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.

What thought or message would you put in a fortune cookie? "Stop reading this. Eat the cookie and live your life.