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“I watched from the between as colors pulsed from Jack’s chest, traveled through his arms to his hands, and flowed into and then from the violin. Jack wasn’t simply playing music, he was creating it from his dreams and his heart, from his soul, and he was giving it to me. I caught the colors and wrapped them about myself like a cocoon, unsure what I would emerge as later, but I left room within so that when Jack’s song ended, he could join me inside.”
― Shaun David Hutchinson, Before We Disappear

“You don’t have to change; you just need to find someone who loves you exactly how you are.”
― Jax Calder, The Unlikely Heir

“Icarus didn’t get touched very often and the few times it happened by accident it felt . . . like so much. His face burned when someone handed him something and their fingers brushed. It made his chest feel tight and out of order, like the discord of strumming your fingers across all the strings of a guitar.”
― K. Ancrum, Icarus

“His rakish strut and disarming smile were the perfect counterpoint to the Enchantress. She was a dream made flesh and he was a bad idea impossible to resist. Together they were beguiling.”
― Shaun David Hutchinson, Before We Disappear