He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

I never skulk, and lurk only sometimes.

Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power to conquer them both.

There is no shame in scars, Ismae.

You love me?' 'Yes, you great lummox. I love you.' He lets out a sigh. 'Sweet Camulos! It's about time.

He barks out a laugh. "My little rebel.