“For if there are saints, Madame knows they are few, and none of them are remembered long.” — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“Call it what you like: The Upper Sky, the Unmade, even the Empyrean. Men have given it so many names over the course of… — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“A diet of rations etched his figure, and the sea air and sun peeled back a layer of his essence...It's as if he's passed… — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“For if there are saints, Madame knows they are few, and none of them are remembered long.” — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“I had no lock that could be picked. If anything, I was the landscape behind the door, and even on that day in the… — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“Just before he passed behind the hedge at the end of the drive, he turned to look back at Stoke Morrow and caught me… — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
“I was familiar with the realms of unnatural, for I myself was an unnatural. Not a monster in appearance; I looked like other young… — Adam McOmber Copy Share Image
