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“Rain’s good for the soul.” “Then our souls must be very healthy after these last days.
“Words are easy in the heat.
To love and to wait is worse than a wound.”
Maybe having no lover to wait for, no lover to lose, makes it easier for me to bear all of this.” Glenna waited a beat. “But.” “But,” Moira said with a half laugh. “I envy you the torture of waiting for yours.”
“So many said goodbye today, and will tomorrow. It’s lovely to see someone come home to waiting arms.”
Women change things.” She glanced up at him. “Only women?” “People then. But women? They alter universes just by being women.” “For better or worse?” “Depends on the woman, doesn’t it?” “And the prize, or the man, she’s set her sights on.”
You don’t have to know the mind of a cow to herd them up for steaks.”
“Some things, especially the first time they’re tasted, are better savored than gulped.”
If courage of heart is a weapon, Larkin, we’ll sweep the enemy out of existence.”
“Live long enough,” Cian said behind Blair, “you do every damn thing.”
‘I spread my dreams at your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.’”
“A lot of charm is lost to convenience.”
“What invention pleased you the most over your time?” “Indoor plumbing.”
She’d survive it, he reminded himself. And so would he. Survival was something humans and demons had in common. Nothing really died of a broken heart.
Humans never failed to surprise him. Irritate, annoy, amuse, occasionally educate. But most of all they continued to surprise him with the twists and turns of their minds and hearts.
I’d spare you from this.” “I wouldn’t. Not a moment of it. I’ve been more alive with him than I ever was before, or will be again. So no, not a moment of it.”
Soaring on a dragon was a thrilling experience, no question. For the first thirty minutes or so. And another thirty could be spent admiring the green and pastoral countryside below. But after an hour in a fucking wool sauna, it was just misery.
“I was going to say be safe, but that’s not what warriors want to hear. So I’m saying fight well.”
You’re white as a corpse. I’ve made corpses with more color than you.” “A lovely thing to say.” “Truth is rarely pretty.”
You don’t have to fight dirty when you’ve already carved yourself inside me.”
“In chaos nothing thrives.”
I’m sorry you’re getting the shaft in this. Sincerely.” “Ah well, maybe I’ll have a bit of luck and die in battle tomorrow night. That way I won’t be miserable and alone after all.” “Positive thinking. That’s the ticket.”
It was, Cian thought, so human of them, to take the joy, to not only use it, but to squeeze every drop of it.
They might die tomorrow, every one, but by the gods, they danced tonight. Lilith, for all her eons, all her power and ambition would never understand them. And the magic of them, the light of them, might just carry the day.
Live for me, Moira. Even a world apart, I’ll know that you do and be content.
When a man had eternity, Cian figured he could take a decade or two to brood. Maybe a century since he’d given up the love of his endless bloody life.
I know we’re in the winter of it, but I don’t feel the cold.” “Well, I do, when you put your feet on my arse in the night.”
