Wise Words Are Like Arrows

Gods, I Wish The World Was Full Of Passive Women.he Thougt For A Moment Longer, Then Scowled. On Second Thoughts, What A Nightmare That'd Be. It's The Job Of A Man To Fan The Spark Into Flames, Not Quench It.

"there's Little Value In Seeking To Find Reasons For Why People Do What They Do, Or Feel The Way They Feel. Hatred Is A Most Pernicious Thing, Finding Root In Any Kind Of Soil. It Feeds On Itself." "with Words."

Never, Dear Gods. Never Mess With Mortals.

The Art Of Illusion Is Grace Itself.

Chaos Needs No Allies, For It Dwells Like A Poison In Every One Of Us.