Humans Are Capable Of So Much Creativity

Inside Us All Are Pieces Of That Which Makes The Neagitve. Demons Are Neither Good Nor Bad. Like You, They Have Many Facets. It Is That Inner Essence, Or Drive, If You Will, That We All Have That Guides Us Through Our Lives. Sometimes Those Voices That Drive Us Are Whispered Memories That Live Deep Inside And Cause Us Such Pain That We Have No Choice Except To Let It Out And To Hurt Those Around Us. But At Other Times, The Voice Is Love And Compassion, And It Guides Us To A Gentler Place. In The End, We, Alone, Must Choose What Path To Walk. No One Can Help Us With It. (menyara)

You Can Be Known As Val Or Babycakes.” His Gaze Darkened. “my Name Is Valerius And I Will Not Answer To Val.” She Shrugged. “fine Then, Babycakes, Have It Your Way.

So You Guys Fought Some Daimons, Huh? Wish I Could. Wulf Goes Nuts If I Even Pick Up A Butter Knife. (chris)

(zarek Slammed His Combined Fists Down Across Thanatos’s Back.) If Anyone Has Any Suggestions On How To Kill This Guy, I’m Open To It. (zarek) I’m Out Of Dynamite. You Got Any Grenades? (jess) Not On Me. (zarek) Say Die, Dark-hunter. (thanatos) Fine. Die, Why Don’t You? (zarek)

I’m Giving You That Chance Now. (stryker) It’s Too Late. Too Many Centuries Have Passed. There Was A Time When I Lived Only To Hear A Kind Word From Your Lips. But That Ship Sank Under An Assault Of Bitterness That No Amount Of Charm Or Guile Will Recover. (zephyra)