A vision of the Shining One swirling into our world, a monstrous, glorious flaming pillar of incarnate, eternal Evil–of people passing through its radiant embrace into that hideous, unearthly life-in-death which I had seen enfold...
As I walk in the lanes of truth escorted by demons of lies and fears.
Demons are like obedient dogs; they come when they are called.
Only the weak invite their demons to live with them. Isn’t that right?
But maybe you carried your demons with you everywhere, the way you carried your shadow.
Don’t mind him. Logan is what happens when kids don’t get hugged enough.
No need to fret, pretty one. I hoped to catch you alone here