Dead souls dream only of death. Small dreams for small men. It is life that expands to fill worlds. Life is your master, or death is

So, you wouldn't marry me." "Ridiculous question. I'm eighteen!" "Oh, it's an age thing?" He frowned. "You don't mean wild oats, do you? We're not going to have some stupid break so you can experience other---" Zuzana put a hand over his mouth. "Gross. Don't even say it.

A pause came between them, and it was so full of Akiva that Karou imagined she could smell him.

In all that was to happen, there would be that feeling of inevitability and rightness, and the sense that the universe was conspiring in it. It would be easy.

It's all a quilt of fairy tales with a patch here and there of truth.

Your heart is not wrong. Your heart is your strength. You don't have to be ashamed.

Once upon a time, the sky knew the weight of angel armies on the move, and the wind blew infernal with the fire of their wings.