Marianne De Pierres Quotes

What the Fross?" Whispered Kero

Fear traps your mind.

Sean was young, vibrant, capable. Life hadn't even begun to digest his hope.

Kero and Rollo stood over it, slick with blood, both holding knives.
'Kero, you came? Why?' asked Naif.
'Maybe I just needed someone to show me how to be brave enough,' he replied with a hint of a dangerous grin.

We all pretend things sometimes. And sometimes we leave thing too late.

Naif felt his tentacle caress her again, This time, though, he was holding something as well. It was rough hessian and the smell from it was putrid, like something dead a few days. She tried to push him away but his tentacle ws strong and persistent, not withdrawing until he'd wiped the cloth over her.

Something from out in the dark brushed her throat, damp
fingers smearing her with warm wetness. She started, raising a hand against it, but touched nothing.
A teasing whisper in her ear – no, more a thought. Come to me …
She glanced around to see if anyone else had heard, but those near her gazed eagerly ahead. Except the Riper; he watched her.

People are sometimes really different from what you first think. You have to give them a chance.

In Ixion music and party are our only beliefs. Darkness is our comfort. We have few rules but they are absolute. Your endocrine systems have been altered by changes to your hypothalamus. You no longer need to sleep or see sunlight.

Can you really change anything, Joel?

Everyone comes here for pleasure. Even if they think they don't. Embracing it is harder for some and they go mad before they truly accept it. Most of the places they cme from are founded on guilt and rules. The Ripers want us to break away from that - some wish to tear it from us while others are more subtle.

Rules? Ixion is supposed to be free of rules, yet it seems as strict as Grave in its own way and more ... more dangerous.

Pain can be dismissed.

Retra recoiled from his dangling nakedness...