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When you’re fighting a losing war, you are always on edge.
It’s not our home. But you try your best to take your home with you, even if it’s a shack in the middle of a desperate place.
“Aren’t we all always searching for someone to understand us?
“We’re not fighting the Federation only to become them, Adena.” “Said every nation before they fell to the Federation,”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you want me to be drunk.” “Remember me as a supportive mother.”
I felt like I would never survive the horrors I’d witnessed during our escape. But then the days pass, turn into years, and we are still here. Somehow, you find a way to make it. I am still here because of you, he answers.
“Honor is a thankless thing,” Adena mutters. “They’ll hunt us in the morning, like we’re criminals.” “Sometimes a crime is an act of heroism,”
“Gabrien’s not a brother, Jeran.” Adena’s voice is low with anger now. “He’s a monster, same as the Ghosts in the valley, just disguised in silks and smiles. Like your father.”
We’re not leaving this place without you, I tell him. And all of this—these sick games, this awful display, the torment of these souls—will come to an end. We will avenge your family, and mine. I promise.
Jeran, young and kind and forever loyal, would rather return and give his life alongside Aramin than live knowing he had turned his back on the man he loves.
“Sometimes you have to disobey an order to protect what you love.”
Why would you do this? they seem to ask in their gazes. Because my mother taught me that, in spite of everything, I must choose goodness.
