“He tasted of the night and the wind. Despair. Desire. Destiny. He smelled of the rain after a hundred-year drought. She wanted to drink of him until her eternal thirst washed away.” — lori austin Copy Share Image
“I understand more than most the need to become another. To bury the past along with who you were, to create a new life… — Lori Austin Copy Share Image
“He tasted of the night and the wind. Despair. Desire. Destiny. He smelled of the rain after a hundred-year drought. She wanted to drink… — lori austin Copy Share Image
