Tales of Talithia Quotes

“. . . you can read my mind,” Parmida realized.
“When it is open to me,” Azra admitted apologetically. “. . . I love you too, by the way.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“The man’s mouth fell open in shock and hurt. He slowly shook his head. “So the stories are true. You really are a brat! You smug bastard. You need someone to throw you over a knee --!”
“How dare you!” Mycaela snarled. He lifted his hand to strike the man and couldn’t believe it when the juggler caught his wrist, holding it aloft. They glared at each other, and Mycaela felt small, like a twig caught in the branches of a tree. But now he was forced to really look at the juggler, whose brown muscular chest was in his face, and he grew distracted. The man was wearing nothing except a pair of very colorful, very tight leggings. They clung to his bulge and his buttocks, and he was built like a stallion, lean and taunt and powerful. Mycaela bit his lip, willing himself not to awaken and silently cursing himself for smoking a drug that was sometimes used as an aphrodisiac.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“For elves, sex was two souls finding each other in the dark.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Is there n-nothing you can do?” Parmida asked, wiping her tears away with the heel of her hand.
The unicorn laughed softly. “She asks for a boon after shooting me in the ass.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“She snuggled close, nuzzling her hair beneath his chin. “Never leave me,” she whispered back.
The siren chuckled sadly, the sound vibrating up through his chest and pleasantly against her ear. “But I must return to the sea every now and then or I will die.” He sighed. “Some part of me believes it would be a good death.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Slowly rising from the fire, she went down to the shore, and not wanting to frighten him off again, she squatted on a rock above the water, looking down at him where he sat on the wet sand with his long blue-green tail disappearing into the lapping waves. He shyly offered the bag up to her, which had been woven of seaweed, and she took it with a whispered thanks and opened it, staring in delight and surprise at the sheer amount of oysters that were inside.
The siren made a trilling noise and whispered, “I-I hope it is well enough. I do not know what land women eat.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Miriva refused to believe that human decency should be a privilege given only to a small few, and when she complained to her mother that she did not want to be a broodmare for the sake of alliances between the villages, her mother slapped her and sent her to the fields to pick mehazi beans”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Right now, all she knew was that she had the potential to love him greatly and fiercely, and she wanted to do so and nothing else very much and for many years.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Either way, I’m still very [...] and wanting,” said Elbryn with a sad laugh.
“So take care of it.”
“With a lady present? That would be unthinkably rude.”
“You’ve been rude to me before,” Holonie pointed out.
“But I like you now,” Elbryn said.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“His legs were still crossed, and his bulge sat atop his crossed thighs, so large it seemed to be taunting her, [...].
“My eyes are up here, you know,” Elbryn said in amusement.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Elbryn smiled. “You know, you never told me your name,” he said, looking at her fondly.
“No,” Holonie answered simply, “I did not.”
Elbryn stared at her, his eyes suddenly weary, and Holonie heard the exasperated thought on the surface of his mind, Elves. “Fair enough,” he said aloud.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“He was a tyrant who had enslaved and murdered the elves and betrayed his own people. [...] Emperor Qalduun had existed over a thousand years ago and had been forgotten by no one except for the humans, who liked to pretend none of it had even happened. It was hardly shocking that none of Elbryn’s human caretakers would have spoken to him about Qalduun. Humans were notorious for covering up history rather than learning from it.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“You must be a rich human,” went on Holonie. “You could have come here with bodyguards, dogs, something. But you came here alone. Very risky. Nearly insane. Completely stupid.”
Elbryn laughed his flat, humorless laugh. “Thanks?”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Yes. The elven magi are very old, but not old enough to remember that all of this has happened before.”
Parmida frowned. “Just how old are you?”
“I am older than a thousand of your suns,” the unicorn answered.
“. . . and that means?”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Parmida had never believed in unicorns, not until a stroll through the forests of Sunneth Dol convinced her otherwise. She was a young human woman living in a world where magick was dead and magickal creatures a myth. Elves and fae and magickal beasts had long ago shed their skin and left their bones. It was a world where humans alone now existed, walking in the dark of night, always looking over their shoulder for their inevitable extinction, as if nature were waiting to absorb them next back into her soil.”
― Ash Gray, Tales of Talithia

“Imagining the gods could hear him, Mycaela murmured to the well, “I wish I could find a man who’d take me away forever.” He laughed softly. “But there are no stories about princes who wish for princes.”
― ash gray, Tales of Talithia