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“That was what she remembered best: the sound of the rain and their own shared silence and a vague sorrow that Eddie was not there with them. She remembered those things.
She remembered feeling very young and very strong”

“”After all. Gotham’s a city where angels fly on wings of Icarus... they go up, up they go and then... down, down, down they fall. Until wall stand revealed for who we truly are.”

“He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees the ghosts.”

“It is a lure, a sweet aroma, the killing and the letting of blood. The pain becomes an offering and sacrifice becomes a beacon.”