All the Hidden Paths (The Tithenai Chronicles Book 2)

by Foz Meadows

We are not tragedies.

But then, that was Velasin all over: as lovely as a sunset and as stubborn as a stone.

threadbare, in dire need of reupholstering. Everywhere

I had yearned for love, had hoped for, cherished and feared it in nearly equal measure, but all of that paled before my sudden certainty that, if my heart was a ship, Caethari had become its harbour.

Many people excuse their personal vices by assuming them to be universal facets of human nature, especially where that vice is enabled by power.”