He’s out there. I need him out there.
You are a son of the earth, the sea, the sky.
borne away from the radiance of earth in springtime to the world of the dead by the king who rules it
Behold the fallen seraphim
no matter how ugly you think you are, always remember—Hannibal could probably make an absolutely beautiful dish out of you.
#eat me like one of your french dishes hannibal