((Phrases are written about the page. Some are slanted and others
straight, as though it’s not an organized collection.))
“Finish it
my love.”
“DEMONS KNOW
NO MERCY!”
"Everything...
that is much. It is much to lose. To lose
everything will drive most mad, madness and despair. I know."
“There
are a few of your kind here... though perhaps they no longer call themselves so."
"What
you seek is up this stair. You must know
that finding it will be costly."
"Are...
are you... real?"
"Thank
you, darling. For finding me... For
everything. I love you. I love you. I love you."
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