Her Bark Is Worse Than Her Bite.

Within Days They'd Formed An Unholy Alliance With A Foppish Young French Vampire In The Garden District Who Had Implausibly Golden Hair And A Streak Of Ruthlessness As Wide As The Mississippi

Are You Smelling Me?” After Yesterday I Suspected That My Body Was Giving Him All Kinds Of Information I Didn't Want Him To Have. “don't Tempt Me,” He Murmured.

Memories Were Short And History Unkind. It Was The Way Of The World.

The Most Beautiful Experience We Can Have Is The Mysterious. It Is The Fundamental Emotion That Stands At The Cradle Of True Art And True Science. Whoever Does Not Know It And Can No Longer Wonder, Is As Good As Dead, And His Eyes Are Dimmed (albert Einstein)

I Saw The Logic That They Used, And The Death Of A Thousand Cuts As Experimental Scientists Slowly Chipped Away At The Belief That The World Was An Inexplicably Powerful, Magical Place. Ultimately They Failed, Though. The Magic Never Really Went Away. It Waited, Quietly, For People To Return To It When They Found The Science Wanting.