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He hadn’t been a person who cackled and leered and rubbed his hands together villainously like the storyteller said. He’d been simpler than that. He’d spoken simply, reacted simply, and performed acts of violence with a simple, expressionless precision. He’d calmly done whatever he’d needed to do to make things the way he wanted them.
But isn’t it just as much the timbre of his voice? I like to hear him say words. I trust the deep way he says “Yes, Lady Queen.”
Mmhmm 😏😌
The smell of baking bread was so comforting; and the memory of a story she had told to herself, a story she had told Saf, about her work and about her living mother, was so real, so tangible as she sat in this place, and so sad.
IM CRYING
“It only requires a lack of thought, an avoidance of feeling, and the realization, when one does think or feel, that being careless with people is all one is good for.”
It wasn’t fair that nearly a decade after his death, Leck was still killing people. Leck was still tormenting the same people he’d tormented; people were committing appalling acts in order to erase the appalling acts they’d already committed.
