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Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies (Tales of Ciel #1) Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies by Z. Bennett Lorimer
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“The Jokai are tricksters. It takes a special kind to master their ways. To learn the craft, you need to be hard as stone and soft as down. You have to be steadfast and compromising, logical and obtuse. You need to be just and capricious, merciful and cruel. To work the craft, you need to lie truthfully. You need to be honest and false, mysterious and bare. You need to bend in half without breaking. How many men do you know capable of containing so many contradictions?”
Z. Bennett Lorimer, Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies
“His cries echoed long after Klaeda’s crew dispersed, returning to the business of manning Tortuga. Those cries would continue for days and maybe weeks, for there was no release lurking in the blue void between the floating islands of Ciel—no sweet ground rising up to meet him. The Long Drop was torment stacked upon torment, and the Jokai stacked it all the way down.

Down, into the infinite sky.”
Z. Bennett Lorimer, Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies
“His cries echoed long after Klaeda’s crew dispersed, returning to the
business of manning Tortuga. Those cries would continue for days and
maybe weeks, for there was no release lurking in the blue void between the
floating islands of Ciel—no sweet ground rising up to meet him. The Long
Drop was torment stacked upon torment, and the Jokai stacked it all the
way down.
Down, into the infinite sky.”
Z. Bennett Lorimer, Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies
“His cries echoed long after Klaeda’s crew dispersed, returning to the
business of manning Tortuga. Those cries would continue for days and
maybe weeks, for there was no release lurking in the blue void between the
%oating islands of Ciel—no sweet ground rising up to meet him. The Long
Drop was torment stacked upon torment, and the Jokai stacked it all the
way down.
Down, into the ininite sky.”
Z. Bennett Lorimer, Ardent Wings on Jealous Skies