Help the dead to my door and they will be welcomed. Spare no sorry creature in, left of hope and reason I shall give them. Call me darkness, for it is home to the leader of the shadows.

Who will suspend my new beliefs?
That I am dead and the world’s grown tasteless.

Some things are better left unbled, especially when they appear to have no blood. One never knows if they're drinking from a wraith, after all.

The starling soars as sleek as our beginning, merging with the evanescent tide we ride to become.

As we are united in both our insecurities and our potential, people with ability are the same as those with inability if they do not act.

A million miles away, I might say that I smile because of something you said; while truth dictates that I lie before harming our good will.

Some of set out to change the world, while others simply aim out to justify it.