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Shimmercloaks. Magic swords. It’s like I’ve lived long enough to see all my childhood stories come to life. Just need a dragon now.” He paused. “On second thought, no dragons. I think we’re fine without dragons.”
“Time makes a coward’s decisions for her.”
Teia would do her duty. She always did. The monsters she fought were still monsters. Her friends still her friends. Her commanders still, unfortunately, her commanders. Doubts are for old warriors, not young ones.
Sometimes, a hard kick in the ass can do what a soft word in the ear can’t.
Dim people ride a mule to their conclusions; bright ones ride a racehorse. But not always in the right direction.
There goes my righteous fury. That was the trouble of a consistency in moral affairs: holding yourself up to the measure you judge others by is three clicks past irritating.
“The whole world’s a bog. Some stay on a safe path, some step off it unwittingly, some are led off it, and some are pushed. All that matters is that once caught in the bog, some fight, some ask for help, and some lie down.”
For good and ill, history’s written with a blood-dipped quill.
Sinking into sarcasm is the heart’s last rebellion against a mind choosing helplessness.
When your answers lead you logically to despair, you don’t have the wrong answers; you have the right answers—to the wrong questions.
Gavin—High Lord Gavin Guile, Emperor, Promachos, and mighty Prism, Orholam’s Chosen, the Highest Luxiat, the Defender of the Faith—Gavin the Liar Prince, the High Deceiver, was the only one who might be able to kill the religion itself. Down to its rotten root. If that fell, everything built on it would, too.
Of all the things that die, hope is the most easily resurrected.
People call others ‘gifted’ when they don’t want to believe they’re worse at something because they’re not willing to put in the work excellence requires.
In the incongruities of war, sometimes you wonder, Am I even the same person?
“I’m a prophet. Knowing is what we do. It’s not all about the future. In a world like ours, it’s just as often about the past.”
when his fate flies from his own hands, a man takes comfort where he can.
“There is no redemption for men like me. And if there was, if some god would erase my crimes, I wouldn’t want to serve a god so vile. Some things can’t be forgiven. Shouldn’t be. I’ve sworn the oaths. I’ve lived them. I’ve drunk of the communal bloodwine. So I’ve this much honor left to me, this much at least. At least I obey.”
Denying reality only works as long as enough powerful people see a benefit in playing along.
Figuring out a tough problem? You’re the Turtle-Bear. Taking those on isn’t arrogance; those are just things you can do.”
“Standing daily in the sun is a blessing; standing in the sun from dawn to dusk every day will burn even the darkest skin. Every gift must be received and released with the appropriate measure. Even the gift of life leads to death, Kip.”
“A sharp wit can puncture a wineskin overfull of ego. But any bully with a club-wit can shatter an empty crystal glass.”
