“The city rose out the ground beneath it like the first sparkling blossom in the fading winter snow. Here, the winter of death was past its zenith. Rather than an ending, it was the beginning of a life renewed—fragile and… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“Elena was able to watch as the world around her became fragmented, each piece quickly fading into darkness until they were suspended in time,… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“He would bear the weight of the inevitable in the same stoic manner he had borne it before, etched indelibly into the infinite fabric… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“After several moments, the darkness stirred. Beyond its obsidian surface, she could see the glimmer of stars and stellar flares of red fire burning… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“The city rose out the ground beneath it like the first sparkling blossom in the fading winter snow. Here, the winter of death was… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“He led them deep into the heart of the palace, to halls that were older and seemingly more esoteric than the ones before. No… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
“To have a twin in Death was to share an unyielding and apathetic soul. Sleep survived Death's apathy only by virtue of his nature;… — Eva Vanrell Copy Share Image
