I Like It When Pessimism Goes Unrewarded.

I'd Been Broken Beyond Repair.

You Could Run From Someone You Feared, You Could Try To Fight Someone You Hated. All My Reactions Were Geared Toward Those Kinds Of Killers – The Monsters, The Enemies. When You Loved The One Who Was Killing You, It Left You No Options. How Could You Run, How Could You Fight, When Doing So Would Hurt That Beloved One? If Your Life Was All You Had To Give Your Beloved, How Could You Not Give It? If It Was Someone You Truly Loved?

Sister, They Send You Out For One And You Bring Back Two... And A Half. Such A Clever Girl.

And I Started To Cry Again, Realizing That It Must Be Changing Him, Too, This Man Who Was Kind Enough To Be A Soul But Strong As Only A Human Could Be.

I Can Do This, I Lied To Myself Feebly. No One Was Going To Bite Me.