When your anxieties are ignored because no one takes the damn time to ask if what they are saying to you makes you anxious as all hell-
"You are but a cell on a speck of dust on a cloud that sits on the head of a needle, which in itself is an atom in the body of a drop of rain. One drop amongst the storm which is the embodiment of every existence that has come, is and will ever be. Your insignificance would really have you rip a sentinel from the heavens just so you can suckle on the power of a match head?"
-The Sorcerer to Blakus Haim, who tried to kill a Star
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Lycanthrope: I could smell your magic a mile away-
Sorcerer: Is that so? I could hear you coming before you even knew you would run-
Lycanthrope: Perhaps I wanted you know I was coming, so much so that I made you think I was running before I ever started-
Sorcerer: Are you one to stalk your prey?
Lycanthrope: I am now-
This is how the DC Universe articulates the beginning of time. I don’t know why but it seems comforting-