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Even the dog which is kicked and beaten will come to love the hand that feeds it.
“Kill your enemies,” Glornir said. “Aye, and make a mountain of their corpses,” Orka finished.
“Swords are overrated.”
“I am always right. Best for you if you remember that.”
“Trust is a rare thing, even among kin,”
“Tiredness is the father of mistakes,”
When we die, it does not take long for us to go back to the ground, to become what we were, once the spark of life has left us. So, I do this to remind me, of where we came from, of where we are headed, and that this life is fleeting. Best to make the most of it. To fight hard and fierce.” He shrugged, pulling the pitted, iron-headed hammer from his belt and hefting it. “It also helps my grip.”
“That is a fool’s answer. We decide what is the way of the world. Us. People. It is not imposed upon us by some greater force.
some said that leadership weighed down the soul and gnawed at the thought-cage,
Real courage is to feel fear, but to stand and face it, not run from it.
To grieve is to be trapped in a world of loneliness.
Life is a knife’s edge, and all can change with the thrust of a blade.”
“ignorance is bliss, and often much safer than knowledge.
“Grief, it eats away at us, like rust on iron,” Biórr said as he stepped closer to his friend. “But it can be a weapon, too.
“This is your last day, prince of Iskidan,” Glornir said, his voice more growl than words. “Let her go and you will have a quick death. Harm her and your screams will fill the world.”
“I… told him… you would come,” Vol breathed. “I would cross the oceans of the world for you,” he said, stroking her cheek with a slabbed hand. “Only death would stop me.”
“I am your death,” Vol said to him.
“So, what’s the plan?” Lif asked. “And please don’t say kill them all but one.”
