The White Song (Chronicles of the Black Gate, #5)

by Phil Tucker

One can come to so thoroughly understand the world – how it works, who has power, who always wins, what strategies will lead to victory and which to defeat – that one begins to accommodate that reality. We come to believe we know what’s possible and what isn’t. Beings like you and me survive long after others have fallen, but we don’t change anything. We never achieve the impossible. We start no revolutions. We perform no miracles. Our experience keeps us alive, but it’s a half-life. And I’ll not live that way any longer.

“What’s going on?” asked Asho. “I told Draumronin to fuck off,” said Tiron. “You — you insulted the dragon?” asked Kethe.