Morgan’s Reviews > The Second Death of Locke > Status Update

"... she was a dying light, a horrified shell of herself, and she was binding to him and changing him forever."

"She squeezed his hand. "Never ask me to leave you," she said, voice cracking. "Use my power well. Protect me. It has always been this; it has always been us. Let it be us until the wars end or we find our deaths - whatever comes first."

"And she wondered sometimes (more often than she'd ever admit to anyone, let alone herself) what it would be like to be with him.
And Grey was a liar too because she longed for him. Endlessly, immeasurably, ceaselessly."