There is no reason for beauty. It just is.
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...
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...