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“You think in the same way men drink, Tea,” my father once said, “far too much—under the delusion it is too little.”
The first are performing asha, known for their dancing and their singing, though their magic may be weaker than others. The second are fighting asha, known for their magic and their prowess, though they may not be the most gracious of hosts. The third are Dark asha like us, the strongest of them all.”
Lady Mykaela was telling me the reason bone witches were feared: not because we could control daeva but because daeva were not the only ones we could choose to compel.
The city rich are not like bees in a hive that work together to share honey for all. The city rich are like the jungle apes; they show off their red bottoms and beat their chests because they fear to be culled from the herd if they show weakness.
People will never be what you make of them, but at least your own heart stays yours and true.”
“Then perhaps we should carve a world one day where the strength lies in who you are rather than in what they expect you to be.”
He is a wise man but often sad—though I have found that both frequently go hand in hand.”
“Everyone is believed to have two faces—one they show to the public and one they wear in private. The first face is their shaxsiat, or their honor. The second face is their ehteram, their dignity.
