Lyra/Stereotypes

All the women burned before

Are burning in my soul

: Impressive how deep the webs of elder intrigue are spun. But the younger ones are much more pleasant.

: Monsters. I can't say I favor them.

: Temptation is ambrosia. It must never touch our lips.

: I was one of them once. They are a versatile type.

: Wretched. Rabid. Monsters in excess of their counterparts.

: You are what you are, I am what I am. We are not the same.

: Stay there. It's better for your health.

: Fragile. In need of guidance.

: The world must never forget its natural magick.

: Spawn of one among many. Yet somehow, they manage to be a supreme annoyance.