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the language did not matter, only the intention did.
What are the odds? he thought, even though he knew that the thing about magic was that it bent the odds.
rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
He would see her again. He knew he would. Magic bent the world. Pulled it into shape. There were fixed points. Most of the time those points were places. But sometimes, rarely, they were people. For someone who never stood still, Lila still felt like a pin in Kell’s world. One he was sure to snag on.
and so the brother born of flesh spilled some of his blood, and the brother born of magic spilled some of his power, and from these two substances, they made a thread. And then they bound themselves together, so that each became a part of the other. A thread so strong, so full of love, that it never broke.”