I may be immortal, even if for a short time. But if it were up to me, I would not endure for even one more day.

Never before had I opened myself so to the pain of truth: so wonderfully simple in theory, yet always so complex and unravelled in its true nature.

Time will teach you more lessons than I ever can.

Cruelty had been his weapon. But such a tool is dangerous and can spread further than you intend.

And so life went on, as it always will.
It had taken an awful lot to get there, for no victory comes without hardship and sacrifice.
But then, those whom we hold so dear, that we fight so hard to protect, and suffer so greatly for, are always worth it in the end.

Regardless of my age, such a trivial thing isn’t important, it was upon that decision which my life hung.