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Imaginary Kings (Amgalant Two) Imaginary Kings by Bryn Hammond
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“If I laid a wager on which was to panic first, a block of granite or Jamuqa, I'd go the granite.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“Temujin: "You are hard to get a plan past, my wife the queen."
Borte: "Indeed; that is what your wife the queen is for.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“... a snuggery of grandmothers.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“Such coincidences were the rhymes that God wrote into fate, his chords of music.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“Divine guidance can be a faint touch - gone in a trice - like dreams.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“He only knows a single thing to clasp, that like God can't be split up into pieces: our honesty to one another.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“A Tartar's heart is a quarter poetry, a quarter fire, a quarter wind of heaven, and a quarter the terror of his enemies.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“The glue between the horn that pushes and the sinew that pulls. The glue gets ignored, but you know, Ahai, up to half of a bow is glue. I suspect Ogodoi is the son I can least afford to lose.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“I am a neighbour king to stretch my branches over him, just as Toghrul sheltered me when I was a weed-stalk next to a strong tree.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“Tchingis, if you determine this is to be so, who can withstand you? You are poetry after an ugly day, and heal wounds I didn't know I had.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“The animals haven't split apart into what they think and what they feel. They are whole and trust in their instincts.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“In the rare air of that altitude he forgot he was he. One way or another that was the aim of life. Shamans flew outside the self in ecstasy. Other people found love, or causes.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings
“The Mongols have been twenty years without a khan. Now is he your warm coat against the winter; unwrap him not. Now is he your neck-scarf of fur; discard him not.”
Bryn Hammond, Imaginary Kings