Cam stepped into the clearing. His eyes were rimmed with a thick, shimmering gold shadow, and it shone on his face in the moonlight, making him look like a wildcat.

Luce: You could have kept your promises. Daniel: I promised I'd stay.

what if it was enough to just stand here in the arms of someone who ared about her, to let his simple affection steady her for a little while? it felt so good just to be held.

We put our faith in love.

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

I have to go," he said at last, getting to his feet. "I shouldn't even be here, but I cannot keep my self away from you. I worry about you in every waking moment. I love you, Luce. So much it hurts.

Trust is a careless pursuit at best. At worst, it's a good way to get yourself killed.