Destined Quotes

“I'm not sure what those ignorant souls think of the unbreakable golden walls in the heart of the Endless Forest; but alas, such has been the case at the end of each Spinner's reign. The worlds simply start to forget.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“She finally understood the Fourth Spinner's warning.
'How do we even fight something like that?' Hal asked.
'If we finish our journey in time, we won't have to,' Mari answered.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“Gren sucked in a deep breath to finish the song with one final verse, letting the music rise up from his feet and out through his lungs. He felt the power of the song bubbling within him, boiling his blood and emptying his thoughts. His head was hollow; he was merely a vessel for the music, an instrument.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“Antiln stretched her left hand elegantly towards the mage, her right hand still clutching her gnarled staff. 'I have followed the magic,' she said. 'My visions led me to you.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“The forest spoke with a human voice.
The girl listened, ears straining in the night to understand the sound of the darkness, of the shadow. The dream-forest filled with light, and the light and the sound combined, leaving silhouettes of black and gray against the swirling mist.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“But these,' her father said, indicating the larger bundles, 'these are what concern me.'
'What's in those?' Mari asked, her curiosity beginning to outweigh her doubt.
Ilya pulled back one of the wrappers, and a glint of silver caught the lamplight.
'A sword?' she squeaked. 'What the hell am I supposed to do with that?”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“Only an hour remained before Gren and Hal showed up at her house, expecting to go on a normal afternoon hiking trip in the Appalachians.
They were going to be really, really pissed.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“The ancient chasms of liquid stone had since cooled their violence to became a sedate ring of dented mountains that encircled a great basin. A hot spring bubbled in the center of the valley, a lingering token of the life-giving fire that had first spewed sentience into the skies on leather wings. The dracora were said to still carry that fire within their bellies, both a price and a boon as the island's eldest children.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“Mari found knobs and branches for handholds and footholds in her slow ascent until she found herself at eye level, suddenly being scrutinized by large, fair-lashed jewels of green fire. A name and a face appeared from a deeper part of her memory and came to the forefront of her brain. 'Hello, Brae,' Mari said.
'Hello, Dreamer.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“The magic here is a gravity, drawing all things to its center.' She turned her back on her kneeling brothers and stood facing the window once more. Her voice barely a whisper, Antiln pledged, 'I will find that center, and I will make it mine.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“She was peace incarnate. He wondered briefly what was meant to be, if she were the one who would have to stay.
He wondered if he could stay with her.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined

“The trees around my home are friendly; they would not inform the other leshii of your presence. You will be safest with me. However, there hasn't been anything as exciting as an escaped sacrifice in at least a year, and you know how some birches just love to gossip.”
― M. A. I. Murray, Destined