The dead woman’s eyes stared into his face, a last empty gleam before the dark consumed all. It seemed as if he were as empty as she. Why had he ever fought? Only he remembered. He would not allow himself to forget. Tessa, he thought. Will. Despair was never stronger than the thought of them. He could not betray them by giving up. They are Will and Tessa, and you were Ke Jian Ming. You were James Carstairs. You were Jem.
