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1 " When the nuclear bombs were triggered they tore a hole in the veil that separates us from other worlds. More specifically from our alternative universe where everything we fear runs wild. The bombs created a wormhole allowing our universe to link with the other. This was our saving grace, without it we would all be dead, and now we are left to face the reality of our fears... "
― Ilse V. Rensburg , Time Torn (The Lost Days, #1)
2 " The sun has collapsed against the vast expanse of the darkening ocean. Soon the turquoise sea will be completely black like a void. I hate the ocean at night. It has me thinking about hopelessness and loss. The red sky a watercolour as the thickening clouds leak together. "
3 " He can hear a dim crackling in the distance, a familiar sound that reminds him of red flames on a cool night and the shock of icy water filling his lungs as snowflakes dance in scarlet light. "
― Ilse V. Rensburg , Twisted Fate (The Lost Days, #2)
4 " My soul has been severed in two, like Yin and Yang, these parts interlace. Only, both are beasts. "
― Ilse V. Rensburg , Blood Sipper
5 " My ravenous gaze devouring every inch of her visage, from the gentle branching of lines that wing from her sunken eyes to a paltry splattering of freckles that mottle her bottom lip. She smiles. "
6 " She is a siren of death, disturbingly beautiful and heartbreakingly deadly. "
7 " He isn’t descended from foreigners. He is the very first outsider. A forbearer people would rather keep hush about being descended from, and I am honoured to know him. "
8 " Her blood. Gushing out, it darkens her lovely hair until each strand is as heavy as the shadows of my mind. "
9 " The wind picks up as if to match his mood, it twists my coat so that for a moment it resembles a saw-toothed cape flying out behind me. All I need now is a garish top hat and they can call me Count Dracula. "
10 " The remaining half of my gin stands before me, and yet, no amount of drink can quench this thirst. "
11 " My companion first explained my curse to me on the night we chanced to meet, spinning delicious words into prose that ignited a desire within my soul. Words that left me with a yearning to devour every taboo known to man. "
12 " I ignore him and continue walking. I ignore the light drizzle that falls from the smog-filled sky and I ignore the mass of men who stand outside the public-house attempting to light their pipes with matchsticks that burn out as fast as they are struck alight. I ignore their thunderous cackles and cajoling as one of their friends gets sick on another's boots and I ignore my pseudo-name as my mentor yells it behind me. "
13 " The coppers, thinking I must be hacked to bits at the bottom of the Thames, now blame both murders on the Ripper. The theory is so ironic I cannot help but snort out a tirade of titters. "
14 " It was a myth, a fantastical portrayal of my mentor himself, his legend forever anchoring itself to history in a way mine will never be. Spring Heeled Jack, the boogeyman with eyes like fireballs who could jump unnaturally high. Breathing blue flames he'd ravage women with his claws. "
15 " My mind… It is a delicate veil, torn by genetics, made worse by my maker thinking his curse could mend me. "
16 " The smallest lapse in emotion leaves me spinning, overcome with bloodlust. "
17 " Creatures, like myself, have voices that are laced with impending peril, and yet, each and every time they succeed in hypnotising another victim. "
18 " I swivel my back to her, my eyes gluttonous and eager to get their fill of this intimate piece of what has come to be her puzzle. "
19 " My mind is blank. Yet, one word rides the Ferris wheel of my psyche, whirling around and leaving me dizzy - monster. It is unavoidable. I am a monster. "
20 " For anyone, man or woman to desire me, it is absurd! I am nothing but a gargoyle filled with the blood of others. "
