Jessica Fortunato

I screeched with frustration, which in hindsight is never okay when there are people trying to kill you.

The Castus had become a myth to most, a shadow, but Thomas knew that every rumor was rooted in truth.

After everything, you still want to believe that love prevails, that in the end there will be justice. That is an illusion, and I pity you.

For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers. My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I forget to eat my food. In my distress, I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones. I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.~Psalm 102 NIV Bible

There are no saints either. We are immortal, but not so unlike the humans as you think. We have enemies, we have duties, we hate, we struggle, and we love.

I have faith in us as a family, and our friends. I think we will survive because we don__ wish to harm anyone. If you ever need something to believe in, believe that to stand and fight for the people you love is the most honorable thing you can do with your life.