Underground, the stars are legend.

He worked night and day. He made a coat that would transform him; he would be more than a man; a winged creature, beautiful as light. All the birds brought him feathers. Even the eagle. Even the swan.

Nothing has changed, or will change. So we must change it.

Chloe turned to Vetch. The poet said gently, "You see, you do have power. Words give you power, to create or destroy." His eyes flickered to Clare. "Even to forgive.

All my years to this moment All my roads to this wall. All my words to this silence All my pride to this fall. -Songs of Sapphique

He was her enemy, and she hated him because she could not hate him enough.

He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.