He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.
City of Fallen AngelsWhat is the purpose of a city if not to grant the greatest of gifts, anonymity?
I, The Divine: A Novel in First ChaptersEdinburgh is a great big black bastard of a city where there are ghosts of all kinds.
Ma Polinski's PocketsThat is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.
The Nameless City