I am one of billions. I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form. I will be ungathered. The stardust will go on to be other things someday and I will be free.

Karou saw them with her human eyes, this army she had rendered more monstrous than ever nature had, and she knew what the world would see in them if they flew to fight the Dominion: demons, nightmares, evil. The sight of the seraphim would be heralded as a miracle. But chimaera? The apocalypse.

...I crave a shawl." He was tense with anger but his hands remained gentle at her waist. He said, "I can make you a shawl." She cocked her head. "You knit? Well. That's an unusual accomplishment in a soldier.

My tiny scary friend is coming

And I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.

With the infinite patience of one who has learned to live broken, he awaited her return.

Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.