“I just don’t know how to look at the world anymore. I don’t see streets and traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. Everything’s different.”
“The world’s the same. You’re the one who’s different.”

So i was right, you’re not a mundane. Excuse me? What’s a mundane? Someone from the human world.

The world’s the same. You’re the one who’s different.

“Why am I drawing this?”

“So I was right. You’re not a mundane.”

Everything you’ve heard… about monsters, about nightmares, legends whispered around campfires. All the stories are true.

_{It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. it doesn’t make you crazy, just different.}

To love is to destroy and to be loved is to be the one destroyed.

seeing through glamour is easy, it’s people that are hard.

When two people love each other but are too shy to admit it but they still show it.