We’ll never know.
They’re no longer at the gates, they’re in power.
Once upon a time grotesque creatures roamed the earth.
The Triceratops told me not to worry.
All that remains of megalomania are monuments of decay.
Rust means time, I think…
Of course you have to throw evil coins into them.
Protecting a misconception isn’t brave, it’s ridiculous.
Perhaps someone is willing to give your old religion a new life.
Self-fulfilling prophecies don’t always meet expectations.