Mirrors are useless for reflecting who you are.

Benefit is the only blindfold required to convince ourselves that poison is wine. Liberty’s comfort level rises and falls with the sympathies of its children. Well, I for one will not collaborate.

Ian looked skyward to see the firedrake soaring overhead. Its mass was a black deluge, an eclipse of aberrant origins, and its wings were tautly wound, like a spider’s web. Scales that shown like bejeweled...

An anniversary is where you look back at having either fulfilled Cinderella or Lord of the Flies.

Indifference is a well that never runs dry, and as good a word for evil as was ever composed.