“I want to keep sleeping, but the sun outside my window has other ideas: First blind her. Then jab her eyeballs with scorching-hot daggers.”
“Abby could smell his hot breath in her face. It reeked like dead apples left to rot in the scorching summer sun.”
“I was immediately aware of her when she stood at the window but I didn't move at first. I wanted to look at her with my human eyes.#Ren”
“And then I saw the way he looked at her... like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.”
“I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her”
“When I get to my room, the first thing I do is punch the button that operates the blind over the window. The room dims. Good. I want darkness. ~Amy”