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There were ones that blended in and ones that stood out, and one that served no purpose but of which he was just particularly fond.
Just because he adopted a more modest palette when he was abroad (wishing neither to offend the local royalty nor to draw attention) didn’t mean he had to sacrifice style.
NEVER SACRIFICE STYLE
king. “But time isn’t the same for the mad and the blind.”
The people fed on the magic and the magic fed on them until it ate their bodies and their minds and then their souls.”
the legend of Black London. It was a bedtime story. A fairy tale. A warning. Of the city—and the world—that wasn’t, anymore.
Despite the city’s soot and dirt, its clutter and its poor, it had something Red London lacked: a resistance to change. An appreciation for the enduring, and the effort it took to make something so.
Magic made things simple. Sometimes, thought Kell, it made things too simple.
men who waded into waters claiming they could swim should not need a raft.
So much of the Grey world was clunky, but now and then its lack of magic led to ingenuity. Take its music boxes. A complex but elegant design. So many parts, so much work, all to create a little tune.
Magic was a living thing—that, everyone knew—but to Kell it felt like more, like a friend, like family. It was, after all, a part of him
