Red Rising (Red Rising Saga, #1)

by Pierce Brown

I would have lived in peace. But my enemies brought me war.

I was forged in the bowels of this hard world. Sharpened by hate. Strengthened by love.

We grew together, and now are grown. In her eyes, I see my heart. In her breath, I hear my soul. She is my land. She is my kin. My love.

The Irish audiobook version of this… 🥵🥵🥵

“Death isn’t empty like you say it is. Emptiness is life without freedom, Darrow. Emptiness is living chained by fear, fear of loss, of death.

Personally, I do not want to make you a man. Men are so very frail. Men break. Men die. No, I’ve always wished to make a god.”

It’s hard to look at myself in the mirror. I’m what I know the devil to be. I am arrogance and cruelty, the sort of man who killed my wife. I am Gold. And I am as cold as it.

It is terror and fear. My body knows this is how life ends. Then the sword is gone and the misery begins.

It’s a song I know. It is a song I hear in dreams. The echo of my love’s death. The song sung by the one they call Persephone. Hummed by an Aureate, an echo of Eo’s dream.

Violence is the fool’s way out. Sometimes I’m the fool, but tonight I’m feeling smart.

Teamwork makes the dream work Darrow 🤌🏻