“She believed in her dream like a fabled virgin mother expecting a messiah.” — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“She that will not fight is a coward. She that cannot fight is weak. She that dares not fight is a slave.” — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“The remnant of the human species must understand that faith was the narcotic that fueled the insanity of religion. Conclusion: Invisible love… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Chiron's brutality increased with every kill. Could a synthetic develop a thirst for bloodshed? He became sadistic. Savage. Without mercy. Ultraviolent.” — c.j. anderson Copy Share Image
“Religion waited for man to evolve. It waited an eternity like a desolate lover awaiting its unborn soulmate. When man was able… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Her empathy was like a double-edged razor that allowed her to experience the nethermost of human joys and sorrows. The best and… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Atheism became the salvation of the wise and it was common knowledge that if God is for you then reality was against… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Just say it, she thought. Say what everyone in this bunker is thinking. Say what we all know to be true. The… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Do you think a sociopath cries to God as they die? Ironic that one counterfeit being would cry out to another for… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“No great stars above her. Only a blackness that hurt to look at. Had the distant suns abandoned their birthplace? Earth was… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Faith does not reveal the truth about God; faith just keeps you in the dark.” — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Do you think a sociopath cries to God as they die? Ironic that one counterfeit being would cry out to another for help.” — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Darkness shrouded everything and the only light was the strange pulse of lightning that illumed the sky like a distress beacon. A dying world… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Her empathy was like a double-edged razor that allowed her to experience the nethermost of human joys and sorrows. The best and worst of… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Howling duststorms of nuclear ashes. Human and animal bone powder. Flakes and fragments of the destroyed world. Filthy tempests of death. I am in… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Just say it, she thought. Say what everyone in this bunker is thinking. Say what we all know to be true. The truth that… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“All the trauma terrorized her feelings. She sensed them harden. Fade. Vanish. Her emotions decayed and disintegrated like a waning timeworn woman would forget… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“There was no sign of any life, just erratic hints of a faded sun peeking down with sorrow on the dead world it once… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“Bones crushed under her feet as she took the first step into the outer dark. The gunlight revealed his remains. Demon did you suffer?… — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“She that will not fight is a coward. She that cannot fight is weak. She that dares not fight is a slave.” — C.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
