A Strange and Stubborn Endurance (The Tithenai Chronicles #1)

by Foz Meadows

Sleep would perhaps have been sensible, but just at that moment I lacked the wit to go and rest, as three separate people had now suggested I do, half out of fear that being alone with my own thoughts would cause my pending bill of distress to come due, and half out of sheer contrariness.

It ought to have been the perfect catharsis—and indeed, a small, vehement part of me insisted that it must be—but the rest of me was too accustomed to the unfairness, incohesion and general vagaries of personhood to believe it.