One day even The Sun will refuse to get up

What if anything must reality seem if through the lense of deaths final dream

In sorrow there is opportunity

There is no way to win at life

Blessed be the harbingers and those that heed them

Who’s idea was this?

I’ve seen humanity’s true colours and there’s a load more yellow than you’d expect

Light bends, light refracts, light lies to you. Darkness is the great teller of truths.

True Loyalty implies an absence of independent thought.

What gods fear above all other things, like humans, is time. For there was a time before gods and one day godless times will come again.