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“No,” Will said flatly. “I am not going to roll over and play dead, or sit around and wait to see what they’re going to do to me. I had enough of that last time.”
“Scars are always beautiful,” Kim said. “They’re proof we lived.”
“If what you believe in goes wrong, either you let go the belief, or you believe even harder.”
Will had no idea what was happening in Kim’s head, but he’d spent plenty of time with men whose wounds weren’t on the outside, so he waited. Sometimes that was the only thing you could do.
“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air.
‘Dim drums throbbing in the hills half heard, Where only on a nameless throne a crownless prince has stirred, Where risen from a doubtful seat and half-attainted stall, The last knight of Europe takes weapons from the wall.’”
Avarice, envy, pride: three fatal sparks have set the hearts of all on fire.” Will blinked. Kim said, “Dante,”
