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“She snuggled close, nuzzling her hair beneath his chin. “Never leave me,” she whispered back. The siren chuckled sadly, the sound vibrating up through his chest and pleasantly against her ear. “But...”
“Parmida had never believed in unicorns, not until a stroll through the forests of Sunneth Dol convinced her otherwise. She was a young human woman living in a world where magick was dead and magick...”
“Growing up learning of distant lands and their bloody histories, Wareska had quickly noticed how pointing to someone else as unquestionably worse was a widely common justification for many atrocities.”
“:Wait for me here?: :Until the moon crumbles into the sea,: Shadowmane whispered. Wareska laughed again. :Always so eloquently dramatic.:”
“Night’s darkness cloaked Elske, covering her as the winter snows cover mountains, from peak to foot. Elske moved with the weight of darkness on her shoulders, on her head; and she tasted it in her ...”
“He rubbed at his face, as if seeking to awaken the right words from muscle, blood and bone.”
“P. 294 He said quietly, “Just whisper it.”I’d have to answer him and if not now, eventually. The truth wouldremain the truth whether I ignored it or not...Should I surrender to whatever this future...”
“I wasn’t ready to be done. Emma’s birthday was the next week. I was going to sit her on my knee and tell her about the time I went to Italy with Julia, long before we had kids. Long before we got m...”
“The cell door opened. My hands went to my eyes. Why was the door opened? I wasn’t dead yet. I think.”
“The game finished when we heard a woman’s anguished screams from the cell that Lorr had chosen for one of his damsels. It wasn’t fun after that and we allowed the characters to die. Though we grant...”
“I don’t think I would be very good at killing,” Merla said.“To be honest, nor do I. But you may have to.”A disturbing thought came to Merla. “Faye,” she asked, “have you killed a person?”There was ...”
“Lost…What if all of the folklore elements your grandfather spoke of—actually were?What if there was only a paper thin separation of less than one degree?Who would save you? How would you survive?”
“Draw a cart with horses, or push it down a hill...Both move the cart, aye?” -- Daerwin of Brannagh”
