“Annie and I had spun together across worlds and universes and dreams. But the chaos had swallowed her whole, absorbed her warmth, and scattered us apart as easily as we had spun, intoxicated, together.” — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“Sometime later, halfway between midnight and dawn, I fell asleep with my head against the polished mahogany and my hand clutching a bottle full… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“I could do anything—be anything. I could be a blackberry farmer. I could worry about phone bills and nipping out to the corner shop… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“I think certain people resonate in our lives, and no matter how much time or how many worlds stand between us, we often gravitate… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“Perfect endings... they don't exist, 'Phie. Only in stories, where nothing ever really changes. Here, right now, isn't a story. There is no happy… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“Did you see a future for us, Tal?" I asked, but she only stared. "Did you see us waking up together? Smiling in the… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“Annie and I had spun together across worlds and universes and dreams. But the chaos had swallowed her whole, absorbed her warmth, and scattered… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“And we were all of us alone, clinging to a rock spinning through the star-strewn darkness and trying desperately to matter. To make some… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
“A third army entered the fray. They came from below, from the shallow graves that littered the vast ridge. Rotting skeletal arms burst through… — Joe Ducie Copy Share Image
