“ Gods are cold. War, killing, and stabbing each other in the back is really what we do best. ”
You fuck - you ate my cat!
~ Kendare Blake
No matter how far I go, I'm still your person. We stand together now.
Anna's eyes soften, and the stubborn tears begin to recede. The way she stands, the way she breathes, I know she wants to come closer. New knowledge fills up the air between us and neither of us wants to breathe it in.
I’m just saying it doesn’t always have to be spirits and magic. Sometimes hauntings are in your mind. It doesn’t make them less real.
