What a world it would be if others could look around for three seconds each day and realize that they weren’t the only ones in pain. That everyone suffered. If people would take a breath before lashing out to take into account everyone who was in their line of fire. Yet they never did. Instead, anger was a double-edged sword that cut in both directions as it swung a wide arc and left a bloody swathe in its wake
Stygian [Dark Hunters #27] - Sherrilyn Kenyon (2018)












