“This day,” said Gabriel, “this moment, is when you step out from the shadow of the past. Today you make your name. Today your legend is born. Come tomorrow, every tale the bards tell will belong to you, because today… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“As individuals they were each of them fallible, discordant as notes without harmony. But as a band they were something more, something perfect in… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Sounds better than being a king," said Matrick. Kit nodded. "It was - until a plague tore through the village and killed every man,… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“And so it goes, thought Clay. Life was funny, and fickle, and often cruel. Sometimes the unworthy went on living, while those who deserved… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Clay smiled like a man who’d won first place in a “Whose Life Sucks the Most” — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“But life, Clay knew, didn’t work that way. It wasn’t a circle; you didn’t go round and round again. It was an arc, its… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“This day,” said Gabriel, “this moment, is when you step out from the shadow of the past. Today you make your name. Today your… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“How do I look?" he asked. Barret grinned. "Old." Moog glanced over appraisingly. "Tired." Gabriel snorted a laugh. "Fuck you guys.” — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“He had heard it said by an exceptionally clever bard that if you tried to number the ways you could die in the Heartwyld… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Look here at a warrior born, a scion of power and poverty whose purpose is manifold: to shatter shackles, to murder monarchs, and to… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“Judge them for what they wished to be,” he begged the Father of Gods, “not what the world made of them.” — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
“And so it goes, thought Clay. Life was funny, and fickle, and often cruel. Sometimes the unworthy went on living, while those who deserved… — Nicholas Eames Copy Share Image
