We are demons. We are damned. But have we not seen and understood things, have I not written things here that are of value to you? Have I not rendered a conflict so full of torment that something looms here which is full of brilliance and color, not unlike Severus' work? Have I not embroidered, interwoven and gilded, have I not bled? Look at my story and tell me that it gives you nothing. I don't believe you if you say that...I am not saying I am a great writer. I am not such a fool. But I say that out of my pain, out of my folly, out of my passion there comes a vision- a vision which I carry with me eternally and which I offer to you.