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And for a time, all was well. But no matter how much the gods wished for peace, they had given their children the one thing that would never ensure it. Free will.
And where there is value, there is power, and where there is power, violence will always brew.
Beautiful in dreams and fierce in waking.
‘War plays by no rules. There are only fighters and failures,’
Like many elves, Motogo’s gender was as flexible as the weather, accepted like the fall of rain, and change welcomed like the turns of seasons.
But her pride was more valuable to her in death than love was. Her pride was her legacy.
‘You are the fire of my heart, and the beat of my drum. I am yours under moonlight. Until the rhythm sings no more.’
It was a sentence worse than death.
‘The one born of a storm’s mist shall be your beloved. But when the waning moon turns, you will grant them their death.’
‘Lettle, a prophecy denied is a prophecy left to fester. It will come true either way, but by refusing to acknowledge it you allow for the rotten roots of doubts to grow.’
Under a waxing moon that no one can see, when the sun flares and twilight reigns. A burdened partnership will die when poison passes their lips. One gilded, one pearl.
The one born of a storm’s mist shall be your beloved. But when the waning moon turns, you will grant them their death.
‘Though geography, bushcraft and marksmanship are the three skills mastered by successful hunters, I believe there is a fourth skill that makes the most elite hunters far superior: mental perseverance.’
You will wield magic unmatched, speak prophecies unspoken. You will be the leader we seek, and the leader we are due.’
‘This one is called “to grow in tolerance, to wither in wilfulness”.’
They said it’s about having an open mind as well as an open heart.’
Love and hate are oil and water, separate but similar, and sometimes they swirl together, making it difficult to tell one from the other.
‘It is a cruel torture to let half of your soul soar, while the other is caged down here. Mercy is, after all, the antithesis of power.’
‘Like a dark cloud over the sky, rain will come whether you want it to or not. But if you know that there is drought coming in a day or so, you can put out a bucket. Divination gives us that bucket.’
