Church of Nightmares
I am every nightmare every creature has ever had. I am the dark thoughts of murder and treachery. I am the cutting word that kills the soul and the bloody knife that kills the body. I am the poison at the bottom of the cup, the noose around the thief’s neck, the cry of the wronged, and the shrieks of the tortured. I am the lie. I am the black pit of madness. I am Death and all things worse. You know me. We are old, old friends, you and I. [The Bible of Nightmares, Nisstyre 1:1]