“This rain doesn’t cleanse my skin, nor soothe my battered and broken body. It doesn’t hide my tears. It burns.” — Dylan J Morgan Copy Share Image
“Power surged through him: unfettered power, unimaginable power. It coursed through him and gave life to his maddened cry, feeding it, making it unnecesssary even to breathe. Deeper and deeper his screm became, until it was the primal voice of… — Derek Donais Copy Share Image
