The other side of midnightโs hour strikes a herald thrice rung Seer, Shadow, Sunโtogether they come Sixteen winters henceโthe light shall be eclipsed Leaving darkness to ascend beneath a sky bleeding fire
Alyson NoelDeep down inside, my heart knew the score. And I know that Haven was wrong. It's not always a case of one loving more than the other. When two people are truly meant to be, they love equally. Differently - but still equal.
Alyson NoelI thought it was real. But by morning, all I had left were fragmented pieces, shifting images with no beginning or end.
Alyson Noel