All maps are fiction when the world is seen from the sky. But if ten thousand dragons choose to believe in this one, I think you will find it nearer truth than otherwise.
A power claimed and challenged and thrice carried out is true; the proving makes it so.
He thought how little the rest of the world should matter to him, when he was secure in the good opinion of those he valued most, and in the knowledge that he was doing his duty.
He slept once again in the small tent by his side, even though he thought Temeraire was well over his distress, and was rewarded in the morning by being woken early, Temeraire peering into the tent wi...
As happy as I would be to forgo the very doubtful pleasure of watching you flop about like an exhausted eel over the least cantrip, he bit out, we’ve already seen the consequences of leaving you to yo...
And more to the point, I was reasonably certain he wasn’t going to try and devour my soul. My expectations for a husband had lowered.
A robber who steals a knife and cuts himself cannot cry out against the woman who kept it sharp.
What I mean—what we mean by it is—it’s like credit, I said, suddenly thinking of my grandfather. Gifts, and thanks—we’ll accept from someone what they can give then, and make return to them when it’s...
I had forgotten hours and days by then. My arms ached, my back ached, my legs ached. My head ached worst of all, some part of me tethered back to the valley, stretched out of recognizable shape and tr...
For a moment... I might have been the daughter she'd hoped for...she might have been my teacher and my guide...We might never have been enemies at all.