DB Rook

Ripped from the page (Jacob Sannox)

How many trees must die to print your books? If only I could reach from the page…

Let’s just say mere mortals don’t stand much of a chance when faced with them.

The time you question yourself is the time you find yourself dead.

Fire magic and hot men

Kill a shitload of people and save enough to get my kids nicely set-up in life.

That’s more than five words, I can count. But I’m the one with the sword here.

I can’t even begin to imagine how utterly time-consuming it would have been to make their theoretical demises appear like accidents.