Hart Callie

“Ahh, y’know. A little childhood trauma here. Pinch of PTSD there. The usual…”

“I'd know the smell of you anywhere. On anyone. I'd know it blind and in the dark. Across a fucking sea. I'd be able to scent you—”

“I'd know the smell of you anywhere. On anyone. I'd know it blind and in the dark. Across a fucking sea. I'd be able to scent you—”

“I'd know the smell of you anywhere. On anyone. I'd know it blind and in the dark. Across a fucking sea. I'd be able to scent you—”

For those who live their nightmares so that others may have their dreams.

Never forget…

Monsters thrive best in the dark.

Commit all you read here to memory.

Prepare for war!!

“I'm not beautiful. I'm filthy, and I'm tired, and my voice is full of sarcasm and annoyance, so let's just get on with this, shall we?”

“Even filthy and tired, you’re still beautiful.”

It's under the most unbearable conditions that the sharpest, most dangerous weapons are forged.

Rumors are next-door neighbors to gossip, and gossip always breaks bread with lies. It's just the way these things go.”