dreadhunt

Now of course in hindsight, such a wonderful thing, though never around when you actually need it, I know that I always loved her deeply.

The truth is often of no consequence.

It was just the way he was made.

Only what you choose is what makes you.

I may be immortal, even if for a short time. But if it were up to me, I would not endure for even one more day.

Our pasts haunt us all._ I admitted, in a rare moment of perfect clarity.

It is always those closest to us who can cut us the deepest.

He stood taller, and straighter, and broader, and infinitely more human than anything else Marcii could possibly imagine.

If this was what it meant to be human, for now she saw more clearly than she ever had done, she didn__ want to be.

She has no interest in human quarrels, for they are often petty and always pointless.

Just because he was not a monster did not mean he wouldn__ be treated as one.

He was like nothing she__ ever known.Marcii hoped she would come to know him, for he was all she could ever have asked for and more.

Love is the only emotion so unexplainable and unique, that not even the greatest of writers could hope to contain it within their meagre words.

And yet the night was still fresh: young as new dawn.There was still time for worlds to change, if that was to be their fate.

Death, child. It__ beckoning us both, my brother and I.

Cruelty had been his weapon. But such a tool is dangerous and can spread further than you intend.

The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.

And so life went on, as it always will.It had taken an awful lot to get there, for no victory comes without hardship and sacrifice.But then, those whom we hold so dear, that we fight so hard to protect, and suffer so greatly for, are always worth it in the end.