House of Chains (Malazan Book of the Fallen, #4)

by Steven Erikson

At night ghosts come In rivers of grief, To claw away the sand Beneath a man’s feet

Heboric bared his teeth. ‘The fool has sunk to the bottom of the Abyss, and now stirs the black mud.’

Onrack spoke. ‘Monok Ochem, you have travelled far from the mortal you once were, so far as to forget a host of truths, both pleasant and unpleasant. The heart is neither given nor stolen. The heart surrenders.’