It's Not The End. It's The Beginning.

Once You Cared About A Person, It Was Impossible To Be Logical About Them Anymore.

It's Twilight. It’s The Safest Time Of Day For Us. The Easiest Time. But Also The Saddest, In A Way...the End Of Another Day, The Return Of The Night. Darkness Is So Predictable, Don’t You Think?

He Was Silent For A Moment, Staring Out The Window Into The Rain; I Imagined He Was Contemplating The Fact That His Family's Presence Was Turning The Locals Into Giant Dogs.

So When He Touched Me, It Was Deeper And Slower Than The Wildfire, Like The Flow Of Molten Rock Far Beneath The Surface Of The Earth. Too Deep To Feel The Heat Of It, But It Moved Inexorably, Changing The Very Foundations Of The World With Its Advance.

Jacob Was A Gift From The Gods.