We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves. — Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves. — Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves. — Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves. — Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves. — Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
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We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves.

— Mike Carey, The Unwritten, Vol. 1: Tommy Taylor and the Bogus Identity
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