I've never asked for a happy ending

When one lover suffered from a broken heart, no matter how badly the other wanted to help, she couldn't be the one to heal it.

You said a curse is only a curse if I allowed myself to me cursed by it. You said... I had it in my power to free myself of any curse - that curses were preludes to blessings.

This train of thought was heading straight for Pity City, and she wanted to get off.

I cannot love a soul so dark it eats up others' light

Daniel Grigori!" Arriane hooted through her hands. "No!" Daniel hooted back without missing a beat.

Before Luce could reply, a skinny, dark haired girl appeared in from of her, wagging her long fingers in Luce's face. "Ooooooh," the girl taunted in a ghost-story-telling voice, dancing around Luce in a circle. "The reds are watching youuuu." "Get out of here, Arriane, before I have you lobotimized," the attendant said, though it was clear from her first brief but genuine smile that she had some coarse affection for that crazy girl. It was also clear that Arriane did not reciprocate the love. She mimed a jerking-off motion at the attendant, then stared at Luce, daring her to be offended.