Hold my hand because I might disappear.

I would rather die than ever see you suffering this way. I don't want you or any child I ever have or any woman I ever love to go through or feel what you're going through, but it's happened and I don't know what to do.

you grab at any sign of hope. You grab it with both hands and breathe life into it, day after day. You do anything to keep it alive.

Sheep. Looting. Cousins." Lucien cursed and got out of bed.

Woman, I’m trying to fight here! Or has that escaped your attention?

How seven days had passed since she had disappeared from existence. That it would take the eyes of the gods to find her. Or the heart of the Lumateran exile.

I want to be sitting in front of my computer, where you can press a button to block out your junk mail. These two are my junk mail.