QUOTE : My heart leaps in my chest when her feet slide. Moving sideways. Not closer, not farther. Now it's her turn to prowl. Even though she's only walking, it feels like a dance. I mirror her movements, stepping with her. She's more graceful than I am, a lithe thief born of many years and many twists of fate. <br />...<br />The sparks reflect in her eyes. They shudder from brown to purple, giving her an unearthly look, like her gaze might run me through.<br />Part of me wishes she would.