I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.
I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.
We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.
I knew the human exaggeration for sorrow-a broken heart.
We value the individual. We probably put too much emphasis on the individual, if it comes right down to it. How many people, in the abstract, would...let's say Paige....how many people would she sacrifice to keep Andy alive? The answer wouldn't make any sense if you were looking at the whole of humanity as equals.
I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.
Why does Ian think I have to kiss you?
I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.
You and I won't lose each other, I will always find you again. No matter how well you hide. I'm unstoppable.
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
You may have taken the planet, but you will lose this game!
And he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask for a friend?
Ian paused and leaned closer to me so that I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.
You never know how much time you'll have.
As I took another breath, I saw the three stars again. They were not calling to me; they were letting me go, leaving me to the black universe I had wandered for so many lifetimes. I drifted into the black, and it got brighter and brighter. It wasn't black at all - it was blue. Warm, vibrant, brilliant blue...I floated into it with no fear at all.
If I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.
Body and soul. Two different things
It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
Don't worry, Mel. Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.
It's real interesting to have a soul as a friend, and it makes me feel super special that I've managed it.
Even if we all want you here, you don't belong until you decide you do.
Just snow and sapphire and ink.
Good luck, little Wanderer, good luck. How I wish you didn't need it.
My name is Jared Howe. I haven't spoken to another human being in more than two years, so I'm sure I must seem...a little crazy to you.
Happy and sad, elated and miserable, secure and afraid, loved and denied, patient and angry, peaceful and wild, complete and empty...all of it. I would feel everything. It would all be mine.
Neither heaven nor hell can keep me apart from you, Melanie.
He thinks things through too much.
No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.
Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.
Please don't run away. And, um, I'd rather you didn't kick me again either.
I belong wherever I want to be.
The rains would end, and when they did, Ian and I would be together, partners in the truest sense. This was a promise and an obligation I had never had in all my lives. Thinking of it made me feel joyful and anxious and shy and desperately impatient all at the same time-made me feel human.
I held you in my hands, Wanderer, and you were beautiful.
Though there was no sound, there was a change. The atmosphere, which had gone tense at my accusation, relaxed. I wondered how I knew this. I had a strange sensation that I was somehow receiving more than my five senses were giving me - almost a feeling that there was another sense, on the fringes, not quite harnessed. Intuition? That was almost the right word. As if any creature needed more than five senses.
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