They weren’t idiots, but I attracted trouble that just begged me to beat it into submission.

I grew up reading SF in the 70s and 80s, and I like fast, thought-provoking plots that take you places in fully realized worlds.

Trent and Ellasbeth did the nasty? Ewwww!

You look like the vamp who bled the cat.

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies," Jenks whispered, empty and bereft. "My word silent, though I should howl. Muffled by death, my wings can't lift me high enough to find you. I feel you within. Unaware of my pain. Not knowing why I mourn. And why I breathe alone.

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

I said school starts tomorrow. I didn’t say I was going to be there.