Haven't you ever known someone rejected by a lover, who, consumed by rage and jealousy, never lets go? They look on from a distance, unseen but boiling inside. The emotion never seems to tire, this hatred mixed with intense obsession, even with a kind of twisted love.

No matter how far from the war we run, it always catches up with us.

So what are those balloons for? In case you fall off your hoverboard?' -- Tally to Peris

She couldn't disappoint the whole village. There were no wallscreens here, no newsfeeds or satellites bands, and touring soccer teams were no doubt few and far between. (...), that made stories a valuable commodity, and it probably wasn't very often that a stranger dropped in from the sky.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

You look beautiful - David

you just took on five million years of evolution again