Who will guard us against the guardians?
Susan EeMots clés quote angelfall susan-ee
Raffe looks like someone just broke his heart.
Susan EeMots clés hilt page-258-sword
If Michelangelo had seen this in daylight with the sun streaming down from the glass dome, he'd have fallen on his knees and painted 'till he was blind.
Susan EeMots clés penryn
He chuckles. "Evolution." He leans over as if telling me a secret. "I'll have you know that I've been this perfect since the beginning of time." He is so close that his breath caresses my ear.
Susan EeAnd my instincts tell me that Raffe is mine. I found him first.
Susan EeThat's crazy," I say
"In case you hadn't noticed, the whole world has gone crazy.
It's time to adapt or die."
"By throwing crazy at crazy?
Mots clés crazy angelfall susan-ee obi penryn-young
NO!" Raffe grips me as if he can bind my soul to my body. An upside-down view of the doorway shows up in my field of vision. Smoke waft through it.
Although the pain obscures Raffe's warmth, I feel the presure of his hug, the rocking of our bodies back and forth as he repeats the word, "No.
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You don't even like me, remember?" That's what I try to say. What actually comes out of my mouth is closer to a baby's first attempt at babbling.
"Shh." He runs his fingertips along my cheek, caressing my face. "Hush. I'm right here." He looks at me with deep anguish in his eyes. Like there's so much he wants to tell me but feel it's too late now.
I want to stroke his face and tell him that it will be okay. That everything will be all right.
And I wish so badly that it would be.
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Nothing short of the end of the world would get our eco-conscious techies to toss their latest gadgets onto the street.
Susan EeMots clés environmentalism hypocrisy consumerism
I shove the horrible, screaming images in my head into the dark, silent place in my mind that is getting deeper and more crowded each day. One day soon, the things I stuff in there will burst out and infect the rest of me. Maybe that will be the day the daughter becomes like the mother. Until then, I am still in control.
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