You try getting through the Hollows traffic with a stoned redhead hanging out the window shouting, 'I'm king of the world!' ~Lee

I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always.

People ask me what I do in my spare time, and I look at them blankly, truly believing that I don't even have spare time, and if I did, I'd probably use it for something mundane, like chipping away at the mound of laundry rising to dangerous proportions in the back room.

A clipboard and a hard hat could get you just about anywhere.

You look like the vamp who bled the cat.

She was only a year old, but elves grew up fast. Not like witches, who Jenks swore were not able to be on their own until they were thirty. Ahem.

Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.