Tides of Darkness Quotes

“Entering the lighthouse, Zelda felt the very structure shudder and bend. Bricks squirmed and rattled as railings twisted free from the posts. The walls breathed while eyes peered between cracked concrete and stone. Even the air grew putrid and warm, the breath of the dead. Because this wasn’t a lighthouse, not on this side of the All. It was a living thing—an organ—alien and spiteful and hungry. An appendage of J’harr—both connected yet separate—no more a lighthouse than Zelda’s own teeth. This tower, this effigy, was merely the form her mind filtered through sanity’s prism.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness

“Uncle Mark?” Zelda’s voice, so quiet he almost didn’t hear it. “I knew you’d think I was crazy.” His body stiffened and his eyes clamped tight. As the boiling pasta grew soggy, Maya’s words echoed in his thoughts, clearer than he wanted to admit. “The veil festers and widens.” “Ajar… A jar… J’harr.” Because how could you tell someone the improbable? The impossible? Something your entire reality had been built on denying? Trust, he realized.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness

“This is J’harr’s trail through worlds,” she said. “Mmm-hmm. And we’ve got the light. Well, some of us do. And some of us did.” “Can I, like, do what you did with the mirror?” “Someday, maybe. Now?” He shook his head. “Your mind couldn’t take it. The All’s not a shortcut; it’s a wound. And some wounds are infected.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness

“New hypothesis: had he been drinking? It wouldn’t have been the first time his mind spliced the tape.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness

“Some people spend their whole lives climbing up ladders, then smile while kicking them down.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness

“What did you see?” “I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t know. I don’t…” It was the truth. Or as much as her mind could assemble. Uncle Mark pulled her close while the caretakers apologized. Then the van doors slammed shut. Chester’s anxious gaze pierced the window as half-formed symbols vanished upon the damp glass.”
― Andrew Van Wey, Tides of Darkness