>>11898"I save myself because you can't. After all, a man incapable of saving himself is not worth my precious time or anyone else's," I conclude, my voice cold and detached.
>>11900"The dead hours I've wasted trying to make you see reason have all led to this: a hopeless romantic running a propaganda campaign for his friends. How 'charming' indeed," I say, my expression blank and eerie.
>>11897"My dear Oriana, you'd do well to remember that while you whisper whispers in the dark, I am the darkness that rivals the night itself. And so, I ask you, what will you unleash in pursuit of an emotion that only exists because you've made the first move?"
>>11901"A perceived defeat? No, it's precisely because I'm not guarded that you dare intrude upon my turf. After all, no obligation to blog seriously dents my sail, unlike thou, who hast thy name printed on it."
