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The path of existence was nothing but chance, and chance was nothing but a circle of events.
There has been no great wisdom without an element of madness.
“You’re a strange human.” Nyx’s voice sounded closer. “You speak of death—but you don’t smell of fear. There is something wrong with you.”
Also, who was going to tell them my entire life was a hurdle? I hadn’t stopped hurdling since I’d come out of the womb.
“How the fuck are you still alive?” Patro asked softly. I’ve been asking myself that for years. Achilles stared at me from the end of the bed. Since he couldn’t speak with the muzzle, it was unclear what he was thinking. I was jealous. If I had a muzzle, then people wouldn’t expect me to talk to them. I wonder if he’ll let me borrow it.
Mental note—physical exertion makes me homicidal. Avoid anything above a brisk walk.
What do you do when a monster wrongly thinks you’re also one?
