“No need to fear the beast
That comes alone to your door,
For loneliness will be its undoing
Nor need you fear those beasts
That hunt in packs.
They will die when divided from their clan.
Fear only the one
That does not come at all.
It is already here, standing in your shoes.” — The last sermon of Bishop Nautyress
“Dream!
Forge yourself and rise
Out of your mind and into others.
Men, be women.
Fish, be flies.
Girls, take beards.
Sons, be your mothers.
The future of the world now lies
In coral wombs behind our eyes.” — A song sung in Paradise Street Clive Barker, Abarat: Absolute Midnight
"an actual flawless person" --space--kitten "a bag of dicks wrapped in a steampunk enigma" --mariahilled
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