It doesn't take much to please you, does it, Myron?Anton Bulard once wrote, 'When you expect nothing from the world- not the light of the sun, the wet of water, nor the air to breathe- everything is a...
Is he going to be a problem? Hadrian asked, watching the ex-commander hop into the rain, grumbling.Parker? No. I just needed to remind him that he’s terrified of me.
Ignorance isn’t prejudiced about who it afflicts, Royce replied.
I'm a monk.
I don’t have a single callus. Even if I decided to leave title and pride behind, I lack any useful skills. I’m like a milk cow slapped on the backside and turned out of the barn to make her way in the...
How you been, Bernie? Royce greeted him. Going for a walk?Actually, I was about to find a place to relieve myself.Good, I’ll go with you.Go with me? he asked nervously.I’ve been known to help people r...
How can you regret never having found true love? That's like saying you regret not being born a genius. People don't have control over such things. It either happens or it doesn't. It's a gift - a pre...
Hadrian reeked of death. It wasn’t the sort of stench others could smell or that water could wash, but it lingered on him like sweat-saturated pores after a long night of drinking.
Hadrian leapt to his feet. Royce was already up.Don’t bother, Esrahaddon told them. She’s dead, and there’s nothing you can do. The monster cannot be harmed by your weapons. It—The two were out the do...
Gift am I, of Ferrol’s handthese laws to halt the chaos be,No king shall die, no tyrant cleavedsave by the perilous sound of me. Cursed the silent hand that strikesforever to his brethren lost,Doomed...
From now on, no talking, Royce told him, having to shout to be heard over the wind as he hoisted the coil over his head. Is that supposed to be a joke?
Before you were born, the year ninety-two, lost what was precious, and that what was new. The blink of an eye, the beat of a heart, Out went the candle, and guilt was my part.A king and his knight wen...
Ancient stones upon the Lee, dusts of memories gone we see. Once the center, once the all, lost forever, fall the wall.
A lot can be determined by the choices we make, even if the action is initiated by self-preservation. Many ... no, most ... of our choices are driven by fear: fear of death, fear of humiliation, fear...
You’re too visible, Albert, Hadrian explained. Can’t afford to have our favorite noble hauled to some dungeon where they cut off your eyelids or pull off your fingernails until you tell them what we’r...
You don't win battles with hate. Anger and hate can make you brave, make you strong, but they also make you stupid. You end up tripping over your own two feet.
What? Ann asked.I didn’t say anything.I know. You’re just standing there staring. What are you thinking?I was wondering if you loved me.She smiled at the mirror, the magical world between the two swan...
What is it? Hadrian asked.Fighting, he replied at last.Fighting? Who? Hadrian asked.I can’t hear the color of their uniforms. Royce smirked. Soldiers, though. I hear swords on armor.
This —she indicated Gifford with both hands— can hardly be mistaken for the face of . This —she clapped him on the shoulder— is what you get from a life of careful misjudgment and a bunch of drunk-off...
They left us for dead, didn’t they? We told them this would happen. We came all this way to try and save them. You’d think they’d have the decency to let us out when they saw we were right.Probably th...