Esse quam videri," Celia says. "To be, rather than to seem.

All empires fall eventually. It is the way of things.

I mean only that I hope they find darkness or paradise without fear of it, if they can.

I do not like sitting idly by when something clearly isn't right. I feel... not trapped but something like it, and I don't know what to about.

I think that's a hallmark of a really good story that it has readers that it speaks to more than others.

The night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and pushes you towards the future.

And there are really never endings, happy or otherwise.