There is a dark music in the screams of your enemies.” (Raphael)
Sleep Red, I've got you." - Vaughn to Faith
Some things need to be broken to become stronger.
If that happens to us," she whispered, unable to wrap her mind around the idea of a life so long and so full of tragedy, "if we feel ourselves, who we are together, becoming lost in time, I don't want to Sleep. I want to say good-bye when I'm still me and you're still you.
Dmitri clearly gives good . . . blood.
She wished he’d stop touching her. Not because she didn’t like it but because she liked it far too much. It made her hunger for things that could never be hers. And if someone went hungry for too long, they started to starve. Started to hurt.