There is no reason for beauty. It just is.
Adam swallowed thickly. Can you see the future?I see many futures.Many?As many futures as there are choices.Do I defeat the Death Collector in any of them?No.A wave of helplessness rolled over him. So...
Abigail laughed. Poor Adam. Probably thought he'd found a woman who would follow his lead, do everything he said. Got a banshee instead. I need one of them big windows for you two to work it out again...