“You should write a book," Matrick suggested. Kit snorted. "Who wants to read the self-pitying lamentations of an old revenant?" "There's your… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“He considered going for his hammer, which lay just out of reach, or maybe diving for Ganelon instead, since waking the warrior… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Despite this, his prejudice against helmets remained unchanged. You had your pride, Ganelon had told him once, or you had nothing.” — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Ganelon sighed. "Slowhand..." "Never again," Clay said. "Where you stand, I stand.” — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
