Gabrielle

“You think you are the god of death? You are simple. A jackal, driven by instinct. But you are trapped and isolated. A petulant canine convinced of his own superiority. You think yourself powerful because you were born powerful. But you never chose the darkness. You never had to invent evil. I did.”
― Nicholas Woode-Smith, Shadow Realm

“There was always a monster. Somewhere in the world. Always something that you couldn’t kill. And no matter how much you wanted to protect those you loved, there was always something that could take them away.”
― Nicholas Woode-Smith, Shadow Realm

“The darkness is like a scar on my brain. I can’t remove it. I can’t forget the words. Ever. They are always there. Burning, cindering, screaming. Like a choir of dead men branded on my skull.”
― Nicholas Woode-Smith, Shadow Realm

“Joy should never have its limits.”
― Nicholas Woode-Smith, Shadow Realm