In the beginning, she found herself in a new and empty space. And all was white, and the corners were a bit flaky, and the carpet was a bit manky... but it was a good space.
Voices are in the wind's singing, more distant and more solemn than a fading star.
Madness string 885
How come it's cool for snakes to spit venom and unhinge their jaw to swallow people whole, but when I do it, I'm the 'antichrist' and I need an 'exorcism'?