I believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it is decided by the Mother, or the Cauldron, or some sort of tapestry of Fate, I don't know. I don't really care. But I am grateful for it, whatever...
This could be . . . a very bad idea, I admitted, my grip tightening on his hand. Oh, it most certainly is, Cassian said with a faint smile as we continued down and down into the heavy black and thrumm...
We're all broken, Mor said. In our own ways - in places no one might see.
It's already ended badly. Now it's just a matter of deciding how we meet the consequences.