Hope. Such a simple word, to hold so much. I like it, she added. I think it’s appropriate. There is never a guarantee, where hope is concerned; hope touches the edge of dream, but it is not a simple d...
It was true: hope could be unkind. You opened yourself up to the worst of wounds because you wanted to believe that something good could finally happen. But if you didn't? You missed this. This intens...
She’d learned early that if she couldn’t be on time to save her life, she’d better cultivate the unseemly art of groveling.
They are acknowledging previous failures in the only good way they can: by refusing to continue to fail. I
Corporal, if you would care to accompany us? I wouldn’t dream of missing it. There were whole days when Kaylin hated Dragons.
To try. To live through the horror of failure; to endure the guilt. To try again. To make that choice.
Where are you going? Kaylin stopped. I’m following you. Which is usually done from behind.
You are, if I understand correctly, Chosen. It is your responsibility to use the words given you to...finish things. To resolve stories that have been left hanging; to offer closure to the things aban...
So Kaylin, navigating forest, footpaths, and a plague of blood-drinking, buzzing insects, began to make a list. It was, in her mind, titled Things Not to Do if You Want to Have Fun During Your Involun...
If she had dreamed of wearing a dress like this, if she had once dreamed of rescue, in the way children do, she’d grown beyond the dream. Or it had grown too small to contain her. It didn’t matter.
If life were fair, we would never have suffered what we suffered at all; having suffered it and survived, we're still reacting to things that don't exist anymore.
I hate being the only mortal in a gathering full of Immortals who think killing each other cleverly is the height of good manners.
Knowing someone is trustworthy is merely one step in the building of a relationship of any kind.
They were like gray stone, like the walls of the round room; they gave no impression of life, and they hinted at nothing but surface. His face, pale as ivory, heightened their unusual color; his hair,...
Choice is the defining factor of independent life. For better or worse. If the parents restrict choice, reserve it, forbid it, their children will remain children for the entirety of their existence.
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