The shadow acts on instinct, not reason.
The texture of her skin was phantom silk, not human., not blood-warm, but dizzyingly hot anyway.
You think your show of defiance will save you from my dominance? From my wrath? Trust me, you haven’t seen my worst. There are ways of torturing a vampire that can drive them literately insane. I know...
You're about to become the thing you hate. Let the games begin.
Humankind has always had access to Shadow -- dreams, nightmares, legends, inspiration, Humanity taps into Shadow every day. And when we die, we pass into Twilight.
