One day her hook will catch your heart.
Describing her, we articulate what she is and why she is: when hope is past, she is there.
She is in a thousand waiting rooms and empty streets, in grey concrete buildings and anonymous hotels.
She is on the other side of every mirror.
When the eyes that look back at you know you too well, and no longer care for what they see, they are her eyes.” —Neil Gaiman, The Sandman: Endless Nights