Think of us a little like... Sandyclaws. He brings toys to people on earth. We bring terror.
[Jack smiles wearily.] Oh, it's a wonderful place. I miss it every day. Grey skies, tranquil acid swamps, the sound of ravens every evening, the wind through the gallows trees...
[action]
[Jack smiles wearily.] Oh, it's a wonderful place. I miss it every day. Grey skies, tranquil acid swamps, the sound of ravens every evening, the wind through the gallows trees...