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Look toward the light, she reminds herself. Then you will not see the shadow behind you.
“All changes in the world but the ways of men,”
“But nothing is ever equal with humans, really—we give and we take, the scales ever tipping. That’s just the way of it. I am what he has, and he is what I have—there’s no point keeping score.”
if the world has not prepared a place for you, you must take up a hammer and chisel and carve one out for yourself.”
“I must tell you, my dear fox,” says the Leszy, “that you deserve someone far better than me. And yet—” His fingers brush the tip of her ear, linger there. “And yet, and yet and yet, I am a selfish creature, and I do not want to let you go.”
“Fate,” she scoffs. “What is fate but an excuse to surrender responsibility?
(Of women, he’s heard it said: “She will be the end of me,” or “She will be my undoing.” None of that is true for Liska Radost. She is not the end of anything, but the beginning of everything. He has been dead a long time, and she is his resurrection.)
