There Is More Than One Kind Of

There Are Always Three Sides To Every Memory…yours, Theirs, And The Truth, Which Lies Somewhere In Between The Two

Hey!" Caleb Snapped As He Realized Nick Was About To Lock Him On The Outside With Their Attackers. He Pushed The Door Open And Glared At Him. "no Man Left Behind." Nick Scoffed. "this Aint' The Army, Boy. It's Every Man For Himself. Fall Behind. Get Eaten

In Your Past Lies Your Future. [acheron Parthenopaeus]

I'm A Gunfighter, Jim, Not A Demonologist." Sin Moved Past Him So That He Could Burn The Body O N The Ground. "nice Bones Impression. Roddenberry Would Be Proud.

I Defy You To Try It, Princess. Go Ahead. I Don’t Even Know How To Sweep A Floor. All I Know How To Do Is Use My Body To Please Others. I Was Sick And Alone With No References, Friends, Family, Or Money. I Was So Weak From Hunger That Even A Beggar Stole Your Himation From Me While I Lay On The Ground, Wanting To Die And Unable To Stop Him From Taking It. So Don’t Come Here Now With Your Disdainful Eyes And Look At Me Like I’m Beneath You. I Don’t Need Your Charity And I Don’t Need Your Pity. I Know Exactly What You See When You Look At Me. (acheron)