Furysong (The Aurelian Cycle, #3)

by Rosaria Munda

“These mere words, these stupid ideals: Those who don’t have them, underestimate them. They can’t imagine that your tiny flame of purpose could turn into a fire to burn down a world. They can’t imagine that such featherlight words will give you strength to endure the harshest pain. They can’t imagine ideas could be more powerful than dragonfire.

The only way forward is to look into the face of the one who deserves my hatred and do better.