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"Rachel, wait," said Sol.
His daughter stepped back, her long robe flowing across stone, until the light surrounded her. She raised one arm. "See you later, alligator!" she called.
Sol raised a hand. "After a while.
crocodile."
The older Rachel was gone in the light.
The baby awoke and began to cry.

Say yes, Daddy. Sol remembered the dream, remembered his daughter's hug, and realized that in the end-when all else is dust-loyalty to those we love is all we can carry with us to the grave. Faith-true faith-was trusting in that love.
Sol lifted his newborn and dying child, seconds old, shrieking now with her first and last breath, and handed her to the Shrike.

A figure is waiting on the tenth level, sixty meters above, silhouetted by flames.

He sees the shadow first: ten meters of sharp angles, thorns, blades ....legs like steel pipes with a rosette of scimitar blades at the knes and ankles. Then, through the pulse of hot light and black shadow, Hoyt sees the eyes. A hundred facets…a thousand….. glowing red, a laser shone through twin rubies, above the collar of steel thoms and the quicksilver chest reflecting flame and shadow..

“It’s a dragon!”

“Then the applause. A roar like leaping flames, like thunder after lightning”

Relief flooded me. As if it were a great wave that swept my legs from beneath me. I sat suddenly on the floor and wept

Eventually he stopped completely and stood for a long minute, still as stone. Only then did his composure break. And even with no one there to see, he hid his face in his hands and wept quietly, his body wracked with wave on wave of heavy, silent sobs.

"You're clever. We both know that. But you can be thoughtless. A clever, thoughtless person is one of the most terrifying things there is. Worse, I've been teaching you some dangerous things."

“I was looking for the name of the wind.”

“So this is the difference between telling a story and being in one, the fear.”

A tinkers debt is always paid: Once for any simple trade. Twice for freely given aid. Thrice for any insult made.

"There are worms within your empire's flesh. But such degradation is natural in all bodies. Your people's infection is not yet fatal. It can be scoured clean."

Mane of Chaos. Anomander Rake. Lord of the black-skinned Tiste Andii, who has looked down on a hundred thousand winters, who has tasted the blood of dragons, who leads the last of his kind, seated in the Throne of Sorrow and a kingdom tragic and fey—a kingdom with no land to call its own.

"Every decision you make can change the world. The best life is the one the gods don't notice. You want to live free, boy, live quietly."
"I want to be a soldier. A hero.".
"You'll grow out of it."

"Run if you have to”

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