“We all have our edge, Auren. One day, you're going to find where yours is." The darkness of his essence brushes against my skin like a whisper's caress. "You're going to find out just how far you can be pushed until you're tipped over. And when that happens, when you find your edge, just promise me one thing." My voice comes out like a croak, a single tear dashing down. "What?" "Don't fall." Time stands still as he leans in and places a kiss on my temple, lips turning to whisper into my ear. "Fly."” RipGleamSladeAurenRaven KennedyPlated PrisonerRavinger Book:Gleam Source: Gleam