It Means Black Kitten," I Said With

Rafael, The Rat King, Stared At The Carnage With Black-button Eyes. "she Is Dead." "ding Dong, The Witch Is Dead.

I Cannot Do It. I Cannot Bear It. I Cannot Go Back To What I Was Here. I Cannot Stand At Her Side And Watch Another Take Her. I Am Not That Strong Or That Good.

Illusion Is Sometimes All That Keeps Us Sane." - Anita

You Cannot Die Of Grief, Though It Feels As If You Can. A Heart Does Not Actually Break, Though Sometimes Your Chest Aches As If It Is Breaking. Grief Dims With Time. It Is The Way Of Things. There Comes A Day When You Smile Again, And You Feel Like A Traitor. How Dare I Feel Happy. How Dare I Be Glad In A World Where My Father Is No More. And Then You Cry Fresh Tears, Because You Do Not Miss Him As Much As You Once Did, And Giving Up Your Grief Is Another Kind Of Death.

Jesus, Are All Vampires Over Two Hundred Perverts?" "i Am Over Two Hundred," Jean-claude Said. "i Rest My Case.