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“When I was a boy, my mom had this fairytale she would read me every night just before bed.” “The Prince and the Beast.” “It’s a simple story, really. A tale as old as time itself if you ask me.” … Read More

“There comes a time in everyone’s life when they just can’t go anymore.” “When their joints are creaking, their heart beats grow weak, and the fire burning deep in their soul begins to wither away to cinders. A pile of … Read More

“I like to think that friendship is a bit like a house.” “My mother used to say, with the right care and attention, that a good home will last forever.” “To me? Friendship is just the same. It’s a place … Read More

“Let me tell you something, Ares.” “As I stand here across from you, two men, two caged fucking animals clawing at the bars… I think I finally understand you.” “I hate to admit it, but it’s because when I look … Read More

“We all know it, don’t we? What happens when curfew hits in Arcadia?” “Flick, flick, flick, a chorus of lights going dark one by one, the levels bathed in a perpetual darkness that we’ve come to call the Night.” “Would you … Read More

“Where were you?” “I feel like I’ve heard those words a hundred times but it always comes out the same gut wrenching way.” “Tears welled up in their eyes, broken heart laid bare, throats hoarse from screaming, begging to know … Read More

“Have you ever had a steak go bad?” “My father did, many a time. As soon as that disgusting stench hit my nose my stomach would curl and I would plead, beg for him to not make it eat it.” … Read More

“You know, Felix, I was obsessed with your show as a kid.” “My mom used to call me a friend of Foley.” “I could sit here and say I loved it for the funny little puppets, the cheery smile, and … Read More

“When I was a child, my father-  George Cade, made me carry a box of weights up the stairs to the second floor of our home.” “I can still feel it now, the way my knees buckled trying to lift … Read More

Jackson leans against a wall, a picture in his hands. “They say a picture is worth a thousand words.” The photo in his hands is of him standing between Joey and their father. They look happy, proud. “A story captured … Read More