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The Memory of Souls (A Chorus of Dragons, #3) The Memory of Souls by Jenn Lyons
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“We're here to pull you out of the water, so there's no reason to be afraid."
"I'm not afraid!" Janel yelled down.
I took a deep breath. "Of course you're not."
Teraeth cupped his hands over his mouth and made chicken clucking sounds.”
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“It felt like nighttime. It felt like those early-morning hours when inhibitions hide and the surreal gossamer of if-onlys and possibility--so clumsy and fragile by daylight--transform into action. We do things at night we would never dream of doing when the sun is watching.”
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“Thurvishar concentrated as he cast the spell.
Nothing happened.
"This isn't funny anymore." Thurvishar looked utterly offended. "I'm actually good at this, you realize.”
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“Therin narrowed his eyes at Doc. "Tell me you're not impersonating Qoran."
"Okay, I'm not impersonating Qoran. Any other lies you'd like to her? I've got plenty. Here's a fun one: our sons are absolutely, definitely not in love with each other.”
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“The sounded stupid. Really stupid. So sure. That probably happened. (At least he knows himself)”
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“I'm not afraid of erections, Thurvishar. I just don't want to imagine my father having one.”
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“She made no move to free herself. No move to attack Khaeriel. The only sound she made was a prolonged "Wheee!”
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“You're bleeding", I said.
"I'd quite brilliantly tucked a tagger into my belt, you see," Thurvishar explained. " So when the kraken grabbed me..." He looked pale. "In hindsight, that may have been a tactical error.”
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“Perhaps in the Second World, where a physical body isn’t required?” “I’ve thought of that, but they weren’t killed in the Second World. They were killed here in the First. I have no way to force their souls to cross the Veil. Besides, souls can’t channel tenyé without a physical body to support the exchange. If it were that easy, the Guardians would have resurrected themselves.”
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“She inhaled deeply. “The real Miyathreall died before you and I ever met. The woman who gaeshed me originally”—Khaeriel wasn’t yet ready to reveal it had been her grandmother Khaemezra, better known as Thaena, Goddess of Death2—“also prevented me from telling you certain things. Or showing you. I was not lying when I told you Miya was Queen Khaeriel’s handmaiden. But only because Miya was my handmaiden. And also my murderer.” Therin blinked at her. “I don’t understand.” “I was wearing a necklace—an artifact—called the Stone of Shackles,”
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“Galava dressed in spring green, plump and lush, the ground beneath her feet blooming flowers. Argas, mathematical formulae visible around him like a halo. Tya, her rainbow dress of veils shimmering as her fingers crackled with magic. Taja, dressed in silver, playing with a single coin. Ompher, looking less like a person than an animate statue carved from rock. Khored in red, raven-feathered, holding a glass sword. And last, Thaena, dressed in shroud white, crowned in burial roses.”
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