“The nefarious frost that slithers around my spine brings forth concern that Donovan is regressing and needs to be put back on the funny farm, yet my heart longs to surrender in harmony with his madness. Without him, I will never be complete.”

“No matter what transpires between us, in this life or in any other, I will be with you always. You really are my soul mate. We have traveled together before, and we will travel together again.”

“I love you, Lily. I fought so hard to be with you, and it was worth every smile, every tease, every bit of harassment, and every morsel of every moment. Those people out there who say we're sick and shouldn't be together, they're the sick ones. If us standing by each other all these years isn't the definition of love, then one does not exist.”

“So that precious romance we fought so hard for and cherished so much, it's dead and gone. Maybe we can catch each other in the next lifetime, or maybe it's buried forever. But I will always, always be in love with you. As for the rest of what we have, we'll see that again soon. We'll make sure of it.”

“You look concerned,” Roshaun said from behind her. Dairine scowled over her shoulder at him. “The whole universe is in danger,” she said, “and we’re not sure how to save it, assuming it can be saved. One of the Powers That Be has stuffed secret messages into my brain without telling me. And a friend of mine who happens to be my wizard’s manual is being reprogrammed with software that even these guys haven’t had time to beta test! Wow, Roshaun, why would I need to be concerned?” Roshaun glanced at the ground. Another chair appeared for him, a slight distance from Dairine’s. He lowered himself into it, stretching out his legs with a sigh. “Sarcasm,” he said, “Amusing, if ineffective.”

“Solar EclipseEach morningI wake invisible.I make a needlefrom a porcupine quill,sew feet to legs,lift spine onto my thighs.I put on my rib and collarbone.I pin an ear to my head,hear the waxwing's yellow cry.I open my mouth for purple berries,stick on periwinkle eyes.I almost know what it is to be seen.My throat enlarges from anger.I make a hand to hold my pain.My heart a hole the size of the sun's eclipse.I push through the dark circle'stattered edge of light.All day I struggle with one hair after anotheruntil the moon moves from the face of the sunand there is a strange lightas though from a kerosene lamp in a cabin.I pun on a dress,a shawl over my shoulders.My threads knotted and scissors gleaming.Now I know I am seen.I have a shadow.I extend my arms,dance and chant in the sun's new light.I put a hat and coat on my shadow,another larger dress.I put on more shawls and blouses and underskirtsuntil even the shadow has substance”

“Nita stood there horrified. “You just killed him!”“No,” the Lone One said, “you did. Not a bad start, but then you were intent enough on killing something.” All around Nita, the snarling of the viruses was getting louder and louder. “Anyway, don’t be too concerned about Pralaya; I’ll find another of his people to replace him if there’s need. Now, though, matters stand as I told you they stood. All we need is your conscious answer to the question. Can we do business?” Nita stood there, frozen. And another voice spoke out of the darkness. “Fairest and Fallen,” Kit said, “one more time…greeting and defiance.”