Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed… — Brom Copy Share Image
Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others. — Brom Copy Share Image
“Krampus reached over and wiggled one of the nails protruding from Jesse's leg. "Ow, fuck!" Jesse cried. "Watch it. Goddamn, what's wrong with you?"… — Brom Copy Share Image
“How much blood will it take to make them stop? How many more children must die?” — Brom Copy Share Image
Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little… — Brom Copy Share Image
“Help her," Peter pleaded. "Do something. You have ways. Your potions. Your medicines. Do something.” — Brom Copy Share Image
