“She felt the pull of sleep urging her to close her eyes. It reminded her of standing on the beach when she was a kid, and how the waves would lap over her feet. As the water retreated, the sand… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“She got that urge she used to get as a kid — like she knew there was nothing there, it was just her imagination,… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“If you want to fight anything in this system, just make sure it’s the hill you’re willing to die on.” — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“She felt the pull of sleep urging her to close her eyes. It reminded her of standing on the beach when she was a… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“In so many ways he’d lived like he would live forever. He’d taken his time for granted on one hand and simultaneously not fully… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“There were no words for the weight these memories piled on his shoulders and chest, no words to capture the sense of great fortune… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“a montage of images playing in his head with the saturation turned way up so the colors were brighter than real life.” — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“How could he let consciousness go? It was all he knew, all he’d ever known. The idea of pulling a trigger and vanquishing it?… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“There are moments in life when two paths lie before you,” he said. “Moments where you pick your path and you can never go… — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
“he somehow saw the future as a transparent layer laid atop the present.” — Tim McBain Copy Share Image
