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August 29, 2024
Liss
Illvin
Ista
see the demon like a tumor
Winding like a parasi...
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Oh. Now I see how to do this.
Yes, said the Voice. That’s right. Go ahead.
I shall spare you that, sweet Ista, said the Voice, highly amused. But I do like your vile sense of humor. I think we shall get along well, don’t you?
She felt the demon, knotted up in terror, pass out the other side of her soul. Into the realm of the spirit. Into the hands of the god its Master. Gone.
Cattilara
Illvin
“It was a very great hunt. Arhys slew seven sorcerers before they brought him down.
the freed demons are fled away in all directions; Joen did not recover any.”
She still holds eleven sorcerers on her strings and an army barely scratched. She is in a rage; her assault will redouble, without mercy.”
“Then Arhys rode in vain. We are lost.”
“No. Arhys has won us everything. We have only to reach out our hands to collect it. You didn’t ask me what I did with Cattilara’s demon, Learned.”
“Don’t look at me; it’s your god’s metaphor. I have finally penetrated the mystery of the Bastard’s second kiss.
Arhys’s parting gift, or rather, something he made possible.”
“What is the swiftest, most efficient possible way by which I might come face-to-face with Joen?” With unthinking brilliance, he replied simply, “Surrender.”
I STA
Liss
A delicate white overrobe, embroidered in shining white thread that lent it weight and swing, was a Bastard’s Day festival garment.
friezes of tiny dancing rats and crows
The meaning of the heirloom had shifted, it seemed to her, half a dozen times since it had come into her possession.
“Ordinarily, you would be much safer as the servant of a valuable hostage than left in a crumbling fortress about to fall.
And if Ista succeeded . . . she had no idea what might happen after that.
Then she wondered whose mind was blacker, Joen’s, to do such a thing, or her own, to impute such a course to Joen.
Illvin
He was dressed in the colors of court mourning,
“Your riding would not have changed the outcome.”
I spent the years of my manhood aimlessly, though well enough in my brother’s service, for the lack of a better direction. I have a better direction now.”
As they believe we betray you in terror to save our property, so they will think I have attached myself to you to save my skin.”
dy Cabon
Let the responsibility for disaster pass to another, not to her, not to her again . . .
I have paid for this place. I am emptied out with the cost of it. I will not give it up for any man.
“Yes, well, if not you, the gods would have just had to send someone else to make the mistakes.” Who might have failed upon the road.
Ista’s breath caught, and she looked again at Sordso.
My inner sight is stolen. I am blinded.