Sometimes the hand pulls the puppet, sometimes the puppet pulls the hand, but the string runs both ways.
Every nation ends and every empire. Every baby born was going to die, given enough time. If being fated for destruction were enough to take the joy out of things, we’d slaughter children fresh from th...
Even a man persuaded that the great powers of the heavens loved him above all else could starve. However powerful a story might be, it had its limits, and the brute material world didn't listen or car...
Danat was asking if we had any other books, Maati said.You have all of them, the boy said, awe I'm his voice.Maati chuckled, and then felt the mirth and simple pleasure fade.Yes, he said. Yes, we have...
It was only later, in her new, darker rooms above the banking house, that she realized it didn’t matter how loud she screamed or how violently she wept. Her parents would never come to her because, be...