Tag: dialogue

"You were number one. Sorry I couldn't tell you earlier. I didn't know. None of us did. None of your constituents did, either." I got up from her chair. She…

"They?" she asked, a hint of interest coming over her face. "Oh yes. I suppose, well, we aren't exactly exchanging Christmas cards anymore. I've been trying to find the answer…

She turned away at those words, remembering, no doubt, those awful last moments when we damned my master's body and soul, while all his screaming faces begged us for mercy.…

"What do you want?" she demanded, folding her arms like a scolding mother. "Finally! You've hit the question on the head. I was trying to tell you. The damage is…

She was ignoring me now. Stomping toward the mirror she kept on her wall, she began an incantation. "Claupin-haupeux-maulix…" she began. As she sung the final syllable, the mirror flashed,…

"I let you all live. I now believe that was a mistake." She turned back toward the door. "Guards!" she shouted. They didn't come. "Perhaps they're asleep?" I suggested. She…

She sniffed the air and sneered. "You smell like Hell," she said. I spun the chair around and faced her across her desk. "I've been through it. Many times. Thinking…

The dead are coming now. I cannot stop them. Save the world, if you can, but know that, in the end, death is what matters. Run all you like, one…