Midnight Tides (Malazan Book of the Fallen, #5)
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Face to the Light betrayed by the Dark Father Shadow lies bleeding Unseen and unseeing lost until his Children take the final path and in the solitude of strangers Awaken once more
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Living wood resisted the hands that would alter its shape. But it loved death and so could be cajoled.
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‘Yes, well. He’s not the same man, you know.’ ‘Isn’t he?’
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‘Tell me, Bugg, is there any point in you continuing?’ ‘Do you mean these leggings, or with my sorry existence?’
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Even genius has its flaws.’ Another grin. ‘Even with you, Tehol?’ ‘Well, I was generalizing to put you at ease. I never include myself in my own generalizations. I am ever the exception to the rule.’
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‘Well, that’s all right, then.’ He sipped. ‘Smooth.’ ‘Yes, it would be.’ ‘We’re not poisoning ourselves, are we?’ ‘Only mildly, master.’
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tell us, did you proclaim her your sister before or after you fucked her?’
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Where are the days we once held So loose in our sure hands? When did these racing streams Carve depthless caves beneath our feet? And how did this scene stagger And shift to make fraught our deft lies In the places where youth will meet, In the lands of our proud dreams? Where, among all you before me, Are the faces I once knew? WORDS ETCHED INTO THE WALL, K’RUL BELFRY, DARUJHISTAN
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‘It may simply be a case of Shurq not wanting to mix business with pleasure.’ ‘Bugg, you told me she’s in a brothel.’ ‘Oh. Right. Sorry.’
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‘You were talking to yourself, Udinaas. You shouldn’t do that.’ ‘That’s what I keep telling myself,’ he replied,
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bizarre beast-like human, squatting with thickly muscled arms reaching down the front, converging with a two-handed grip on the penis.
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‘What happens now that I’ve decided to like you? Not just like you, I freely admit, but lust after you, Bugg.’ ‘I have no idea, Rucket. May I take the rest of these scones?’
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My seed.
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As if true honesty belonged to solitude, since to be witnessed was to perform, and performance was inherently false since it invited expectation.
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From this, Udinaas surmised, various lessons could be drawn, should one be inclined to draw lessons from multiple acts of stupidity.