Error: All right, you’re clearly not listening to me. I can say whatever I want. Ink: Tell me about it. Error: I murdered Dream last night. Ink: I feel you. Error: Now that I have the taste for blood, I can’t stop murdering. Ink: Been there.
The day I will finally rest is the day my daughter and her daughter are made of cosmos and chaos and everything you told me I could never be. Until then, I will be the oncoming storm over the horizon that you will always see. I am woman and war and you cannot stop me.