Kindle Notes & Highlights
In my dream, the Creator sleeps, exhausted with his devil’s work, all in the name of God.
I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly, and exult in the agony of the torturing flames.
My ashes will be swept into the winds – THE MONSTER: My spirit will sleep in peace – MARY & THE MONSTER: Farewell! I leave you and in you the last of humankind whom these eyes will ever behold.