Look, everyone talks about the unknown like it’s some big scary thing, but it’s the familiar that’s always bothered me. It’s heavy, builds up around you like rocks, until it’s walls and a ceiling and a cell.
There were a hundred shades between a truth and lie, and she knew them all.
My point, continued Rhy, is for every ten that worship you, one wants to see you burn. Those are simply the odds when it comes to people like you and I.
Please tell me this is easier to take off than it was to put on.”Calla raised a brow. “You do not think Master Kell knows how?
It is an arrogant man that thinks himself a god.And an arrogant god, thought Tieren, looking to the window, that thinks himself a man.
I know where you sleep, Bard.” She smirked. “Then you know I sleep with knives.
Some thought magic came from the mind, others the soul, or the heart, or the will.
People survived by being cautious, but they got ahead by being bold.
My father was a vulture. My mother was a magpie. My oldest brother is a crow. My sister, a sparrow. I have never really been a bird.” Lila resisted the urge to say he might have been a peacock. It didn’t seem the time.
Death comes for us all, Brother. You cannot hide from it forever. We will die one day, you and I.” “And that doesn’t frighten you?” Rhy shrugged. “Not nearly as much as the idea of wasting a perfectly good life in fear of it.
Well, when you wonder something,” said Eli, “doesn’t that mean part of you wants to believe in it? I think we want to prove things, in life, more then we want to disprove them. We want to believe.
Kell stared at her, at a loss. Was her bravado a front, or did she truly have so little to lose? But she had a life, and a life was a thing that could always be lost.
Lila!” he said cheerfully. “So you aren’t a figment of my brothers imagination after all.
She used to think that if she stole enough, the want would fade, the hunger would go away, but maybe it wasn’t that simple. Maybe it wasn’t a matter of what she didn’t have, of what she wasn’t, but what she was.
Are you ready ?” she asked, spinning the chamber.Kell gazed through the gate at the waiting castle. “No.”At that, she offered him the sharpest edge of a grin. “Good,” she said. “The ones who think they’re ready always end up dead.
Lila cringed at the ghost of Barron’s words, a memory with edges still too sharp to touch.
After all, if you run far enough, no one can catch you.
A wiry crewman named Kobis sat at the end of a couch, reading a book in the low light, clearly relishing the closest thing he ever found to peace and quiet
Sydney, look at me.’ He rested his hands on the car roof and leaned in. ‘No one is going to hurt you. Do you know why?’ She shook her head, and Victor smiled. ‘Because I’ll hurt them first.
Some people steal to stay alive, and some steal to feel alive. Simple as that.
He suffered,” added Athos softly. “But not like you.” He brought his mouth closer. “No one suffers as beautifully as you.
You don’t understand,” gasped Eli. “No one understands.””When no one understands, that’s usually a good sign that you’re wrong.
Ah, there you are, Bard,” came a familiar voice, and she turned to see Alucard striding over.“Saints, is that a dress you’re in? The crew will never believe it.”“You’ve got to be kidding me,” growled Kell.
It was better not to care but sometimes, people got in. Like a knife against armor, they found the cracks, slid past the guard, and you didn’t know how deep they were buried until they were gone and you were bleeding on the floor.
Victor was the first to speak, and when he did, it was with an eloquence and composure perfectly befitting the situation