Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.

Living in Hell kept him aware of the possibility of Heaven, and he__ never felt more alive.

When life is a horror....Don't look like a ghost!

...seeing the way his trousers clung to those most English parts.

Here are the stories written on the Book of Blood. They are a map of that dark highway that leads out of life towards unknown destinations. Few will have to take it, most will go on peacefully along lamplit streets, ushered out of living with prayers and caresses. But for a few, a chosen few, the horrors will come, skipping to fetch them off to the highway of the damned...

What your mind sees when you close your eyes marks the entrance to an endless universe: your imagination.