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March 3 - March 29, 2025
was largely built:
keen brown eyes under a thick brow, a strong nose, and a cleanly shaved square jaw, his wavy brown hair streaked with silver.
entertain.” “If I am a warrior anymore,
A xtrue villain is one who lets despair in and continually axts on ijt without refection or remorse to bring change bc they hsved abandoned any form of hope
everyone I knew had been scarred and shaped by poverty—in some of the wealthiest cities around.
though he simply assumed the world orbited around his needs. “I have seen and know of such
You’ll bow and praise God your entire lives, never challenging His cruel abandonment. Do you think the innocents of Jerusalem would have been lost if they had had a Hercules to fight back?”
Balancd of knowledge and ethics
But I have not survived this long by confusing courage with foolishness. People may call my kind sea rats, but let me tell you, rats know when to fucking run.
Her past—her very identity—was a subject strictly off-limits, and I wondered now how much of that studied indifference and inscrutable secrecy was a front, the way she’d learned
“You must have really feared meeting God to have just admitted you were wrong in multiple situations.” “And you must have really feared losing me to confess that we’re friends.” When she grimaced, I let out a small sound of triumph. “You did!”
“Can I ask you something else, since you have declared our undying bonds of sisterhood and amity?”
A selfish woman whose ambitions had gotten her trapped yet again and was now dragging someone else into a future I would have fled? Some hero I turned out to be. It’s for the best, I tried to tell myself.
“Not all spirits of discord are like me. Love causes discord, the birth of a child causes discord, the sudden discovery of some new cure for a deadly disease causes discord.” Raksh glared at me. “There are those among my cousins who have far, far less blood on their hands than you.
But I am a creature of ambition, and it is rarely bloodless.”
Other races were granted magic because they did not have human ingenuity, but their power is not meant to be wielded by human hands.”
creating such a talisman—usually because they are either uncommonly saintly or uncommonly evil.
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Comeback story jesus moment
“Hamza, you lie very sweetly, but I always recognize the taste of sugar. And now I am quite troubled,”
would fight in the manner truest to my soul.
Transform!
handful were women, many as broadly built as me.
“It will be a glorious fight,”
All about perspective
bizarre apparition that even Yazid briefly paused my murder, glancing wildly at Tinbu just before my first mate flung
Terrible pirates, they were. No sense of self-preservation.
fourth of my crew. But Asif had been the only one to rise from the dead. To climb out of his shallow grave, ravenous and bewildered. To rip through a band of innocent merchants, sucking down their flesh like a ghoul out of a monstrous fireside tale.
clashing visions of the world . . . Because this is not real. Asif is long dead or gone or whatever happened to him. And you can never undo it. But I could still save others.
The classic mind trial for the heros first journey into starddom
Had I been so naïve to see purpose in the incidents that had led to me being here, rather than quirks of an uncaring universe? What madness to gaze upon the violent
cave tunnels and chambers they called home. My ruined sword was long gone, but I kept the meteor blade in one hand
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could not control the hearts of those around me. I had lived a daring life. I had fought for my ambitions. I could not deny others theirs.
It was a price with which I might never make peace. It was a choice I prayed she might one day understand. Might take courage from when it came to chasing her own dreams.
