Are you coming? he said.
In a moment.
It's now or never.
Maybe it would be never, then. She was so transfixed by the formidable power being unleashed in front of her, she couldn't avert her astonished gaze. It fascinated her that strength of this magnitude should be turned to the sordid business of atrocity; something was wrong with a reality that made that possible, and offered no cure for it, nor hope of cure.

Part Thirteen Magic Night, Chapter iv Symmetry, Section 2 (p. 569) - Weaveworld (1987) - BOOK THREE: OUT OF THE EMPTY QUARTER