“What else is a poem about?The rhythm and the images buried in the language. All the ways you can build an emotion with words, but you can’t just write ‘I feel sad.’ I mean, you can, but it’s not poetry… I think it has to be experienced instead of studied. You step into it.”

“Bitten? You mean you’re a-“”A werewolf,” said the girl. “Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole’s sister.”

“I’m the warlock who’s here to cure you. Didn’t they tell you I was coming?””I know who you are, but…” Maia looked dazed. “You look so…so…shiny.”