I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.

Darkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.

In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.

The things that are the most valuable are often the ones you don't even know exist. -- Xavier, The Gatekeeper

I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.

Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N. Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence." "I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake." "That's not how you spell it." At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. "There's no T in itchin'." Or not.

Ro trails his hands against the wall as he walks. The archivists look at him as he passes. Ro is good at irritating people; he'll find the one thing you don't want him to do, and do it every time. It's one of his many gifts.