January 12, 2017 | 0 Comments
The Sentinel: I would’ve liked one more orange.
The Sentinel: I would’ve liked one more orange.
Thomas: Could I offer you food or a drink? The Sentinel: I have no taste for food but drink, I like. It briefly restores loss of wings….
John: Tell me you don’t enjoy his touch. Mary: I cannot command my body, but my heart felt nothing. It curdled inside me every time he…
The Sentinel: Perhaps you’re right; I should know more about humanity. But truth be told, my head aches. Cotton: That’s called a…
Sebastian: No kiss goodnight? Mary: I hate you! Sebastian: You cannot deny it was good. Mary: And that is precisely why I hate you!…
Anne: Your bastard child would’ve been born out of wedlock and Cotton would have had no choice but to turn his back; deny his upstanding…
Anne: Mercy? Mercy: In the flesh. Anne: But what are you doing here? Mercy: You know what they say, “The only women in this world with…
Mercy: You’ll owe me for cleaning up your mess…and congratulations. Anne: What? Mercy: I sense a yawning emptiness in her womb. All is…
Dark Lord: You think a few rotten vines can hold me? Essex Elder: Once, you were the source of Mary’s power. Not anymore! Now it will be…
Dark Lord: Here’s a little test for you, Mather, since you know your bible back-to-front. So tell me, whenever a human being encounters…