Veil of Shadows, page 31
Damned lonely. Damned empty.
Oh, he could have found a lover. He could maybe even have found one who understood his life, who would share those nights and days with him.
But unless it was the right someone, he wasn’t interested. And lately, it seemed the right someone only existed in his dreams.
Dreams about a sad, blue-eyed witch, dreams that left him crying in his sleep.
Yeah. He was pretty sure he was going crazy.
Walker, Shiloh, Veil of Shadows
