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A good person can go through something in their life, or be around the wrong sorts of people, and have their mind twisted.
“Listen, if the bad guys didn’t hide among civilians, this wouldn’t happen, but sometimes it does. It happened when I was in Oortoko too, more often than I like to think about. You can’t let it eat you up, crumb. This is war.
This is such a common story for genocide and atrocities being excused.
Once, when he was a child, Niko had asked his aunt Shae why she believed in the gods. She’d given him a strange but clear-eyed look. “Because I’ve felt them watching me.”
“You could be burning in hell and have some arrogant thing to say to the devil.
You’d think it would be easier to face death as you get older, but it doesn’t work that way. You get more attached to life, to people you love and things that are worth living for.”
“Ayt Madashi sends her regards.”
This part came to fruition SO well.
Why not escape reality, when it was so unbearably cruel to wives and sisters and mothers?
This is so heart wrenchingly sad for her
“We all make mistakes. Sometimes terrible mistakes we can barely live with. But we learn from them. And maybe…” His voice collapsed. “Maybe we can forgive each other.”
“Good men are remembered with love by their friends,” declared the Spear of Kekon. “Great warriors are remembered with awe by their enemies.”
We don’t handle this world. We make it handle us.”
In Kekon, it’s always been Green Bones who inspire the people to fight for themselves.
He touched his clasped hands to his forehead and tilted forward in salute. “Far do your enemies flee, Kaul-jen, and may the gods shine favor on No Peak.”
“Did you know that the Twice Lucky is a spot for No Peak clan Green Bones? The Kauls come here. Even the Pillar himself. The old one, that is. Who knows about the new one.” He took Anden’s money and Anden motioned for him to keep the change. “The shit I’ve seen, keke. I sure could tell you some stories,” the driver said. “Stories about the clan.” “I’m sure you could,” Anden said. “There are a lot of them.” He got out of the taxi and walked through the double doors of the restaurant to have brunch with his family.
