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“Darkness shrouded me from the humans below, yet the shadows also hid the ravenous shades.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Galen

“But I am also none of these things.4 I do not worship any god. I worship myself, in knowing that everything I need to reach my highest potential, is already all within me.5”
― Knujon Mapson, Essays From the Universe Experiencing Itself

“Passion weed was an addiction, and once gnomes had been exposed to it, they’d do anything to get more, even if there wasn’t any more to be had. They would drive themselves crazy trying to get it. Eventually, they’d go mad and start attacking each other. Leaving them alive was a prolonged, brutal death sentence.”
― M.J. May, Perfectly Imperfect Pixie

“My claws pierced my skin, and warm blood coated the wadded-up card in my hand. My lips pulled into a tight line that attempted to mimic a smile. “Well then, you’ll be happy to hear that the gnomes have been exterminated.”
― M.J. May, Perfectly Imperfect Pixie

“The fight was over. Victory was mine. Arching my neck, I howled to the Moon Goddess. Two voices echoed my own. One I was familiar with. The other was new but not unwelcome.”
― M.J. May, Perfectly Imperfect Pixie

“The chain was silver, and in the center? A silver dragon pendant holding a blue stone.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Castor

“I can’t believe you bought that,” I said as we continued walking. Castor put it around his neck and smiled down at the pendant. “Looks just like you.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Castor

“Now we just need to get you a gold-plated dildo to represent me,” Castor said with a shit-eating grin.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Castor

“Being in his arms did something strange to me. Made me feel… different. Other men had been a fun way to pass the time. They had also served another purpose. To give me attention, to make me believe that, if for only a moment, I was the best thing that had ever happened to them. None of it had been enough to sate me. Because at the end of the day, I’d still felt unsatisfied. Hollow. I was constantly searching for something to fill the void in my chest. As I cuddled against Warrin, breathing in his scent of snow-covered forests and winter berries, feeling the light caress of his fingertips on my spine, I wondered if maybe I’d finally found it.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Daman

“Armen stood in front of the stove, cooking, as Warrin leaned against the counter and talked to him. At my approach, Warrin’s blue eyes shifted to me. And the way his entire face lit up gave me butterflies. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.”
― Jaclyn Osborn, Daman