“Shards flew everywhere, slicing her hands, her forearm, and cascading to the floor like snow glistening on a winter morning.”

“As the sky faded to night, her anger dissipatedbut not in a healing way, just dulled, like forged iron sizzling in a cold pail of water.”

“Harsh, bitter laughs exploded from her like shrapnel, and she didnt care who was cut in the process.”

“Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.”

“She glanced outside at the sky, filled with clouds and smog. All the pollution, all that helleven the stars didnt stand a chance.”

“As shed walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom shed yearned for every night.”

“The road to success is paved with the hot asphalt of failure.”

“If you fall from a plane onto a river, and survived, it is luck, but if you fall from a plane onto asphalt ground, and survived, then that is a miracle.”

“Shirts and jeans litter the asphalt, the empty fabric limbs askew as if they're attempting to escape. Blood smears Sarah's lips as she struggles against the chest of a dirty looking man with a bear...”

“There is a dark place calling to me, but I will not go just yet. I know I can't return from it.”