Our sins live with us for eternity, and that is perhaps the most frightening thing of all. - Sims
I know a secret,and secrets breed paranoia.
What’s the old saying? Ah, I remember now. ‘Curiosity flayed the cat alive, ripped it apart limb from limb, and listened to it scream before it killed it.’ That’s the one.
They lurk in the cold and dark.Hungry and,wicked,they wait for their one chance to devour the weak on Sorry Night.Then the vours feast on a banquet of fear.Your fear.They steal your soul but your body...
We can always count on people to hate and to fear.To harm one another and to be harmed.To kill and be killed.It is what opens the gate.
Surrender to your fear so you may triumph over it.Choose me,open you soul to me, and embrace the Devouring.
Devour your fear.
Good.I need you to be scared.Very,very scared.And then you'll never be scared again.
Fear is the cancer
Surrender to your fear so you may triumph over it.
If you dont know learn how to be scared, you'll never really learn how to be brave.
If you don't learn how to be scared, you'll never really learn how to be brave.
It was safe to assume he'd not only read the play but then re-read it, cross-referenced the annotations, and probably joined an online chat group called Buds of the Bard or something equally nerdy
I think you inhaled too much lead from those scantron sheets
Cole, for Christ's sake, will you stop staring at me like I'm beefcake of the month?
Lusty blacksmiths and naughty princesses. Now that's scary
What? Quinn's one of them? I just thought he was an a*shole!
