The Library of the Unwritten (Hell's Library #1)

by A.J. Hackwith

Only books died in Hell. Everyone else had to live with their choices.

“Confusingly squishy. That’s humans in a nutshell.”

Eternity bends to the whims of mortal imagination.

Fear was an operation of the imagination, the ability to see an empty space and imagine. Imagine what might be there, the possibilities filling in what reality left blank. To be afraid was an exercise of self-inspired suffering,

It doesn’t do to forget that sometimes heroes fail you when you need them the most.

“We are the dreams that did not die with the dreamer. We care nothing for the dark.”