“She looked into the eyes of many of them as they passed away, like some sort of angel of death. Some were frightened, some relieved, most just confused. She served as the arbiter of their passage, an earthly Charon. Or… — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
“She looked into the eyes of many of them as they passed away, like some sort of angel of death. Some were frightened, some… — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
“Hatred could not be the basis of her resolution to fight. It provided no access to her own qi, her vital spirit. That was… — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
“It’s who I am. I can’t just pretend to be some normal kid. That won’t work either. They’ll never leave me alone. But here’s… — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
“I’m sorry about this,' she said to the dead woman, 'but I’m gonna need your clothes.” — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
“The angel of death can hardly have friends. And the prom, what about Danny? He can hardly have a Valkyrie for his date.” — Jacques Antoine Copy Share Image
