There are days when the monster wants to appear--when the world can just go to hell as far as I'm concerned and I want to rip out all their intestines and leave them to dry in the sun. There are days when I think the world is not worth the time and the effort to stoop to acknowledging the presence of other beings. Days when I would give anything to be without conscience or feeling. Days when I wish I could destroy all with one sweep of my hand. Days when I wish I were justice personified.

And there are days when I wish I were Mercy.