Dead Was The Gift That Kept On

He Had Been (thinking? Praying?) It Was All The Same Thing.

I Changed It. I Had To. Do You Know Why?" She Studied Him, Her Eyes Grave. "because That Was Then And This Is Now. Because The Past Is Gone, Even Though It Defines The Present.

I'm One Of Those People Who Doesn't Really Know What He Thinks Until He Writes It Down.

Monsters Are Real, And Ghosts Are Real Too. They Live Inside Us, And Sometimes, They Win.

How Many Have To Die Before We Will Give Up These Dangerous Toys?