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Tears welled in her eyes, blurring the world shapeless. How
‘Never flinch,’ she breathed. ‘Never fear.’ The girl felt the words in her chest. In the deepest, darkest place, where the hope children breathe and adults mourn withered and fell away, floating like ashes on the wind.
If her face were a puzzle, most would put it back in the box, unfinished.
It’s truth to say in all save solitude – and in some sad cases, even then – you can always count on the company of fools.
kicking him hard enough to cripple his unborn children.
At the heart of it, two kinds of people live in this world or any other: those who flee and those who fight.
Cunts have teeth. Someone calls you a cunt, you take it as a compliment. As a sign that folk believe you’re not to be lightly fucked with.’ A shrug. ‘I think they call that irony.’
It’s all just meat, Don Tric. In the end, it’s all just food for worms. Just like Duomo, Remus, and Scaeva will be.’
‘… What kind of cake?’ ‘The free kind.’ Mia pouted. Licked her lips and tasted blood. ‘My favourite.’
‘A traitor’s just a patriot on the wrong side of winning.’
We do not bend and we do not break. Ever.
Pausing as he recognised her in the dark,
