Hope Is Not An Illusion.

I'm A Werewolf, Not A Golden Retriever.

Set Me As A Seal Upon Thine Heart, As A Seal Upon Thine Arm: For Love Is Strong As Death.

Oh, I Can Never Get Enough," He Said. "which, Incidentally, Is What Your Sister Said To Me When - " The Carriage Door Flew Open. A Hand Shot Out, Grabbed Will By The Back Of The Shirt, And Hauled Him Inside. The Door Banged Shut After Him, And Thomas, Sitting Bolt Upright, Seized Reins Of The Horses. A Moment Later The Carriage Had Lurched Forth Into The Night, Leaving Gabriel Staring, Infuriated, After It.

Ragnor Looked Very Regretful About All The Choices That Had Led Him To His Being In This Place And Especially In This Company

The Warlock's Gaze, On The Flames, Was Remote And Distant, As If He Were Looking Back Into The Past. Simon Couldn't Help But Remember What Magnus Had Said To Him Once, About Living Forever: Someday You And I Will Be The Only Two Left.