What Horrible Things Would You

I Racked My Brain Trying To Remember The Names Of All Of Nut’s Five Children. Bit Difficult Without My Brother, The Human Wikipedia, Around To Keep Track Of Such Trivia For Me.

You Must Forge Your Own Path For It To Mean Anything.

The Dead Aren't Scary. They Are Just Sad.

Holy Mother!" "hmph. More Like Holy Father. I'd Think You'd Know The Difference." -hephaetus

You Have To Be Compelled To Write. If You’re Not, Nothing Else That You Do Matters.