“ You don’t talk about how the job is going until the job is done ,” Loch said. ”
I am sex and death, desire and destruction. They will die in ecstasy knowing that I was their fulfillment. My pleasure, their end.
~ Patrick Weekes
Kutesosh gajair’is.” It was a bare whisper. “Such simple phrases. I destroy the enemy. I protect life. And my personal favorite—” “Kun-kabynalti osu fuir’is.” “None shall die while I watch over them. The irony is so beautiful.” Elkinsair wiped at his eyes.
