hiddlestonss:

^{in the mirrors of the many judgments, my hands are the colors of blood. i sometimes fancy myself an evil, which exists to oppose other evils; and on that great day of which the prophets speak, but in which they do not truly believe, on that day that the world is utterly cleansed of evil, then i too will go into darkness, swallowing curses. until then, i will not wash my hands, nor will i let them hang useless. – roger zelazny, the guns of avalon}