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‘What else bothers you about being among the living again, Kettle?’ And … how? Why?
Yep. I'd like to know too.
Power and immunity, a most deadly combination.
The holy grail of every psychopath, action without accountability.
The extent a society fails to hold it's rulers accountable for their actions is identical to the extent it is ruled by psychopaths.
It's why accountability is little more than a slur these days.
‘You must remember. Three years ago. That feral cat netted in the Rinnesict Estate, the one raping a flightless ornamental duck. It was sentenced to Drowning.’
We're saved. Tehol and Bugg are back on deck. No doubt, this solves the mystery of the missing coin...
The waking moment awaits us all upon a threshold or where the road turns if life is pulled, sparks like moths inward to this single sliver of time gleaming like sunlight on water, we will accrete into a mass made small, veined with fears and shot through with all that’s suddenly precious, and the now is swallowed, the weight of self a crushing immediacy, on this day, where the road turns, comes the waking moment. Winter Reflections Corara of Drene
What a word salad!? What does this mean? Does it mean anything? God knows ... I certainly don't.
After all, tyranny has no sense of humour. Too thin-skinned, too thoroughly full of its own self-importance. Accordingly, it presents an almost overwhelming temptation – how can I not be excused the occasional mockery?
Spot on.
Who are no friends of the Tiste Edur. Even so, I think I’d rather not meet them. She turned to face the mid deck. ‘Skorgen! When we’re done here, we take to the sweeps. Back to the coast.’ His scarred brows rose. ‘Letheras?’ ‘Why not? We can sell off and load up on crew.’ The battered man grinned. Back to Letheras, aye. And fast.
Shurq heads back to Letheras... as many will as a convergence builds.
‘It’s all right,’ Udinaas said, ‘we’re all just tortured by who we are, Kettle.’
Apt.
Wither appeared beside him, like a smear of reluctant night.
Brilliant writing.
Impeached Guild Master’s Speech Semel Fural of the Guild of Sandal-Clasp Makers
Spot on description of modern society.
