“Rorschach’s Journal. October 12th, 1985: Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!” and I’ll whisper “No.” ”
“Would” - Alice in Chains.
♪ Into the flood again, same old trip it was back then,
so I made a big mistake, try to see it once my way ♫
Valyria was the last ember, and Valyria is gone. The dragons are no more, the giants are dead, the children of the forest forgotten with all their lore. Sad to say, but magic is gone.
“Who’s playing bass? No bass. That’s right. The Doors had no bass. The gypsies had no homes. Don’t let that scare you. Let that free you. Because when you’re free-flying with The Doors, man, you don’t need no safety net!” ― Bruce McCulloh.
February 12, 1939 - ∞.