The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.

Luce didn't know how to pull away from Cam.

End times aren't supposed to be very pretty.

There was Layla in the fullness of her lips, Lulu in the thick waves of her hair, Lu Xin in the intensity of her hazel eyes, Lucia in their twinkle. She was not alone. Maybe she never would be alone again. There, in the mirror, was every incarnation of Lucinda staring back at her and wondering, "What is to become of us? What about our history, and our love?

Luce and Daniel fell in love for the first- and the last- time

Gorgeous, glowing rays of light...This was what true beauty and goodness looked like-- a spectral, luminescent gathering of beings so pure it hurt to look directly at them, like the most glorious eclipse, or maybe Heaven itself.

Would he find her? Without question. Would he save her? Always.