History Quotes / UndeadAbomination

->''At night, we cluster close together, even though all of stink of death and bodies that haven't seen a bath in months. It's better than cowering alone and listening to the [[HellIsThatNoise knock-kneed]] haint come walking by. We think it grows by consuming us -- it eats the starved ones up and [[[[{{Gashadokuro}} walks on borrowed bones]] ill-fit together. And so many of us have wasted away, and so many more are bound to follow.\\

->''At night, we cluster close together, even though all of stink of death and bodies that haven't seen a bath in months. It's better than cowering alone and listening to the [[HellIsThatNoise knock-kneed]] haint come walking by. We think it grows by consuming us -- it eats the starved ones up and walks on borrowed bones ill-fit together. And so many of us have wasted away, and so many more are bound to follow.\\

-->-- ''Wishbones'', by Cherie Priest

->''"Too many souls have been wrongfully [[TheAssimilator stolen away]] and... stuck, in a state of living death. To die is to be [[CessationOfExistence held once more in divine darkness, the Mother Darkness from which all Life was born]]; the body returns to earth as sustenance and [[{{Reincarnation}} the soul forgets, one day returning to Life as something new]]. But these thousands of little ones are kept prisoner, and the Mother Dark aches to hold Her children and comfort them."''

->Too many souls have been wrongfully stolen away and... stuck, in a state of living death. To die is to be [[CessationOfExistence held once more in divine darkness, the Mother Darkness from which all Life was born]]; the body returns to earth as sustenance and [[{{Reincarnation}} the soul forgets, one day returning to Life as something new]]. But these thousands of little ones are kept prisoner, and the Mother Dark aches to hold Her children and comfort them.
-->-- Mothra's perspective of '''[[TheAssimilator the Many]]''', ''Fanfic/AbraxasHrodvitnon''

->''The twisted faces of the damned, piled high, and cloaked in malice!''
-->--'''The Ancestor''', ''Videogame/DarkestDungeon'', upon encountering the Collector

->At night, we cluster close together, even though all of stink of death and bodies that haven't seen a bath in months. It's better than cowering alone and listening to the [[HellIsThatNoise knock-kneed]] haint come walking by. We think it grows by consuming us - it eats the starved ones up and walks on borrowed bones ill-fit together. And so many of us have wasted away, and so many more are bound to follow.
->In another month, that thing will be a god.
-->--''Wishbones,'' by Cherie Priest

-->--''Wishbones,'' by Cherie Priest

->''The twisted faces of the damned, piled high, and cloaked in malice!''
-->--'''The Ancestor''', ''Videogame/DarkestDungeon'', upon encountering the Collector

-->--''Wishbones,'' by Cherie Priest