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“Let me ask you another question, if I may,” Jake says. “Have you ever been in love?”
“Yes. Sure, I have,” she answered defensively.
“No. I mean really in love. The kind of love that makes you abandon all reason and throw caution to the wind. The kind of love that makes you trade logic for passion?”
― A Compromising Position
“Yes. Sure, I have,” she answered defensively.
“No. I mean really in love. The kind of love that makes you abandon all reason and throw caution to the wind. The kind of love that makes you trade logic for passion?”
― A Compromising Position
“La malattia, come la morte, lava la patina grigia dell'astio.”
― Golden Apples
― Golden Apples
“Looking over the Ethan's bowed head, amidst the tangled forest of Wilderness littered with the bodies of men dead and dying, Victor saw the serene image of his mother. She smiled at her son, her unbound black hair blowing wildly in the breeze. She reached a hand out towards him, and this time, he went with her.”
― Victor's Blessing
― Victor's Blessing
“The way I saw tragedy, I guess I still do, is a forward motion on the part of a character. He is in search of a value which he is committed to, to the point of his life.”
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“The Audi tires squealed as the vehicle tracked the same path. Jake hammered down the avenue, hunting for a getaway. Traffic thickened at the juncture ahead. A green light flickered into amber. He ramped up over the limit, punching over the white lines on a red signal.
Tires screeched and a horn beeped. The needle sat on one hundred kilometers per hour. He fishtailed at a laneway. The GPS showed a right angle, car slid into a slot in an overhang. Jake got out and crept toward the opening, hugged the brick wall. He pulled the SIG and flicked off the safety.
The Audi braked at the mouth. Door slammed. A shadow fell over the concrete. The swish of clothing indicated a possible weapon draw.”
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Tires screeched and a horn beeped. The needle sat on one hundred kilometers per hour. He fishtailed at a laneway. The GPS showed a right angle, car slid into a slot in an overhang. Jake got out and crept toward the opening, hugged the brick wall. He pulled the SIG and flicked off the safety.
The Audi braked at the mouth. Door slammed. A shadow fell over the concrete. The swish of clothing indicated a possible weapon draw.”
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