Mending is harder than breaking.

“Gradually, the night stumbled as if stunned and wandering aimlessly into an ove…”

“Pacing back and forth now on the spur of his conflicting needs, Covenant growle…”

“Oh, I have dreams, you fool. I have dreams. I dream of blood.”

“He was too many things at once - a boy, a man, and everything in between - and …”