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Survivor

"I want to go home, but we can't find the way."

"Look, we lost a tooth!"

"Grrrr... We're scary!"

"We are what we eat... sweet!"

"At times we sacrifice, at times we're sacrificed."

"Abigail and I never fight."

"Every meal ends in an empty plate."

"I am coming for you!"

"I'll only go to the party if Abigail comes too."

"I take no pleasure in this."

"Abigail and I shared everything."

"Hrrm... mff! Mmmf!"

"We all turn cold in time."

"Where are you Abigail? I thought I'd find you among the stars..."

"So alluring..."

"My volcanic smoke shall encase the world in darkness."

"The night is young, but not for long."

"Do you believe in fairies? If you believe, clap your hands."

"Do you ever feel adrift like a vessel without mooring?"

"A sickly, sweet rose, plucked in its prime. Why?"

"Shadows are as black as ink, or night, or nightmares."

"I carry on for Abigail's sake."

"I am in deepest mourning..."

"I will try to summon up some holiday spirit... if I must."

"Combat is all about technique, dear."

"Just follow the recipe, dear."

"Even I let my hair down occasionally."

"Goodness gracious, it seems you've been annihilated."

"Hrrm... mff! Mmmf!"

"Would you like a sweetie, dear?"

"All it takes is a spark of genius."

"This lunar knowledge has been quite... eye-opening."

"Watch for my extrusive igneous rocks, dear."

"I delight in an elegant soirée, provided it concludes at a sensible hour."

"Honestly, a working knowledge of medicinal botany is hardly witchcraft!"

"Ah, the reckless abandon of youth. To think I used to dabble in fiction..."

"Let the pursuit of knowledge stretch beyond every horizon."

"Ah, to see the world through rose-colored glasses."

"Knowledge is power!"