Then the other door opened. I wen't rigid. If I had thought Reth's was beautiful, it was nothing to this soul. It filled the night with light, dancing and rippling like the reflection on a pond. I hadn't seen many souls, but I knew this one was special. I wanted it. I needed it.

Sometimes I wanted to take a memory - one perfect memory - curl up in it, and go to sleep.

Jack might look my age, but he was like a little kid on a sugar high --- in need of a good spanking. --- Good heavens, that sounded creepy.

My heart is sand and Orion's cruel tide has washed it away from me, scattered it, lost it.

Jack! "Where have you been,you miserable little creep?" He raised his eyebrows,a look of mock hurt on his face."This is the thanks I get?" "Give me that bat and I'll show you how grateful I am, coward!

Boys suck. Even when they have perfect blue eyes and ridiculously cool trucks. Maybe especially then.

Faeries and vampires were glittery now? Honestly.