"For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -- my darling -- my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea --
In her tomb by the sounding sea."
--Annabel Lee, E. A. Poe
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An Astronomer's Guide to Falling Angels
Romance"Do you think love is always like that?" Astor asked quietly. Arty was silent for a long time before she spoke again, her voice low. "I think... love's like a fire. If you let it burn, it'll keep you warm, give you light. But if you lose control of...
