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“This is Edmon, the son of Leontes. Let all behold and claim, ‘The son is greater than the father!’ He is a leviathan!”
“The light never sets on the Dayside, Lord Edmon, due to an asteroidal impact early in the star system’s formation—”
I’m happy and would stay like this with her forever if I could, best friends just moving sideways.
Righteous? I think. He’s mistaken. His perfection will not save him. The leviathan in my dream was right—everyone dies in the end.
“I reasoned with you. You refused. I treated you with due regard. You didn’t listen. I tried to spare you this, but you are an insolent child. You don’t get to choose. I’ve already chosen for you. You want to be a man? Learn the consequences. Power is all that ever matters. Defy power and you will be broken.”
“From the day you arrived, I knew you were trouble. You stand out. You make enemies. If you want to survive, you must change. It’s the great tree that is uprooted and breaks in the storm. The lowly reed bends and survives. Do not be noticed again.”
“Meditate to master the self,” he says. “You can master nothing until that’s mastered. So that’s the only end worth anything.”
“You expect to shut that feeling away?” he asks. “No, I ask that you feel it more. There’s no other way to stand over your enemy and cut out his heart. Accept your hatred and you won’t be rash or stupid, you’ll be cold. Don’t quiet the maelstrom. Become the storm.”
Know that you’re going to lose everything one day, whether you fear to lose it or not.”
It is the first time that someone has been in danger and I’ve done nothing when I could have helped. The man died because of me. That’s when I realize the truth of the old saying—those who seek vengeance must dig two graves. I’ve started down a path from which I can’t return.
the Fracture is composed essentially of what ancients called “wormholes” or “Einstein-Rosen bridges.”
Doctor Seldon Jones of the Prospera Institute of Stellar Cartography on Lyria posits that the Fracture Points show evidence of artificial creation and stabilization.
Every planet that developed self-replicating AI suffered some kind of ecological collapse or the Fracture mysteriously closed on them. Every. Single. One.
Let him mock. Dead men do not seek revenge, and I am not dead yet.
“Make a man a god and they’ll do more than follow him,” says Lavinia. “They’ll sacrifice. Maybe Phaestion plies the very catalyst needed to galvanize our people to change.”
“Elder Stars illuminate only because there is darkness. A warrior can know righteous cause only because there is evil. Heart to thought, thought to voice, harmony rises from discord. This is the Balance.”
