Now Leave. (adron) Why Would I Want

Well, I Would Throw Myself Under The Nearest Bus, But Considering My Luck Today, I’m Sure It Would Break Down Less Than A Millimeter From Me And Just Ruin My Clothes…probably Break My Watch, Too. (taryn)

I Miss The Good Old Days When Daimons Were Warriors And Combat Trained. The Ones I Found Tonight Knew Nothing About Fighting, And I’m Sick Of The Whole ‘my Gun Will Solve All’ Mentality. (wulf)

These Atlantikoinonia. They’re Human? (acheron) What Else Would They Be? Turnips? (tory)

So…that’s Like Your Pet Monkey?” – Nick (the Tiny Horse Snorted Flames And Whinnied At Him.) “easy, Girl. You’d Do Well To Show Her Respect. She Can Understand You, And She Doesn’t Take Well To Insults.” – Death “sorry, Flicka. Didn’t Mean To Rattle Your Bridle.” – Nick

Why Lily?” “it’s The Most Sacred And Beautiful Of All Flowers In Egypt. They Bloom In Mud And Shine In The Darkness Like A Gift From The Gods To Remind You That No Matter How Bad Something Is, It Will Get Better. That No Matter How Dark The Night, The Light Will Come For You. If You Partake Of Them, They Have The Power To Calm And Soothe You, And To Heal Your Wounds.” When He Spoke His Next Words, They Were Laced With Emotion And Sincerity. “you Are, And Will Always Be, My Sšn.