"I just love Halloween, but now I'm too old
to go out and enjoy it,
so I bring it inside my home."
"The Mayas called me Ix Chel, the inconstant moon...."
"It's gonna put you in places you've never been. It'll tear you wide open."
"This is not a time for such games, you lark! Show yourself!"
"Ya' think this has somethin' to do with that tailbone freak?"
"Don't worry none ... you can touch 'em if ya like. They don't bite."
They seized him with unkind hands and stood him upon a chair.
"I thought I could bring down the cult of the carpenter."
"Funny, it looks like you had a tattoo
removed.
And your hair ... I've never seen a girl so young with white hair."
"You must learn to tell the difference between real magic and trickery."
"You feel all safe and secure
in this highly mortgaged coffin we used to call a home?"
"I don't know anything about the power of your
Lord.
All that I am doing is working some of the Old Magic."
"Everywhere the broken promises, waiting in cafes
for some Magus to show and he never does..."
"Perhaps you will think twice before hurting a friend next time."
"Every time I turn around, there's another time hopper stuck in that tree."
No CrossWorld girl could afford to be anything less
than bestial
when it came time to justify her oxygen.
"You can't have her. She belongs here with me."
"Oh, Elizabeth, what have I done?"
Today, winter's deep chill had been replaced by precious
warmth,
signaling her to begin anew.
The Walls Gave Birth to Horror
"I write this down for posterity,
so that the later inhabitants of my beloved hamlet home will know the
truth."
" You see, Mother, I can no longer survive here."
" Your mind has been affected by the many powerful
spells you have sought to cast..."
" Legend has it that Hitler ... secretly commissioned
the artist
to paint this special portrait for him."
"Ever since that stupid witch movie came out
a year ago,
everybody and their grandson has been out here, trying to get into Old
Ravenwood."
That night he dreamed of fancy cars, a new home and a life of luxury.
He wanted to be made afraid, but lately it seemed a lost cause.
"Smoker, eh? That's a nasty habit you got there, feller."
More than once I have heard them speak a word I cannot
yet understand.
That word is therapy.
"Doctor Proyas thinks he might be able to help you, but he can't do it here."
"Chicken!"
"But do you like me?"
"And I envied her the body..."
"Does this mean I can have your Tonka truck?"
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