...."It wasn't that he was ready to die..he wasn't. but he had fought with everything inside his soul for longer than he could remember and he had no more strength to resist what he now knew to be inevitable..."
Once upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist and a devil knelt over him and smiled.
"I wonder what it was like?" Luca turned around from the shelf he was inspecting and caught Liz standing in the broken window. Glass littered the floor around her feet. Seeing her standing there, a knife in her hands, she looked like she belonged in this world.