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Ghosts of Sanctuary (Sanctuary, #9) Ghosts of Sanctuary by Robert J. Crane
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“Okay, you win,” Vaste said, “I didn’t realize I was placing my head in that dragon’s mouth. I thought talk of entrails would cool your passions. Clearly, I was wrong. You’re just as barbaric as him, the thought of battle making you moist.” “Don’t say that word,” Vara said. “Especially in relation to me or any part of me, or you’ll find your guts moist from a wound.” “I would have believed you absolutely capable of that in the days when you knew I could heal myself. Now—I doubt it.” “Do you doubt it enough to stake your life upon it?” “Maybe … Moist.” Vara threw a hand around and a hiccuping force blast combined with flame caught Vaste’s robes right at his belly. He took a step back from the spell force, then hastily beat at the small fire that flared on his plump, rounded stomach. “These were new robes! I got them from a tailor in Termina! Spent a fortune on them, too⁠—” “They have blood on them,” Vara said mildly, taking the legs from beneath a running man with a slash. He hit the ground, skidded, and started to half-crawl, half-walk away, hurrying toward the mouth of the alley. “And fire, now,” Vaste said, beating out the last of the flames. “Why do you hate me?” “Because you said the word ‘moist.’” “It’s a perfectly fine word!” “Not when used to describe me, you grotesque.”
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“We have not failed until we have failed to try again,”
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“His face was my canvas and my fist was like a brush,”
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“It must be difficult to go through life so isolated as to not care about those around you,” Alaric said. “To intentionally blind yourself to misery so long as it falls on others and not yourself.”
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“There is plenty to worry about in any given day without resorting to worrying about the things that are entirely unfounded—”
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