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Beings of power, spirits, given life and will by people’s love and fear until they became strong enough to exploit. Humans were foolish creatures, and gods were cruel.
The veiga hadn’t lied to her, told her it would be all right, or tried to make things better. She had just given her something to do.
That’s why people need white lies, isn’t it? To protect them from a truth that causes pain.”
“Funerals are for the living,” said Kissen as she noticed Inara looking. “The dead don’t mind what the world does to them.”
I want to make Middren great, for them to unite under me, my banner, as when we turned the tide of the war. I need power, Elo.”

