“What…do I want?” Ruka put his hands to his awful face and closed his golden eyes, shuddering with what could have been a laugh, or a sob. “I want a world where love is not a crime, Priestess, a world… — Richard Nell Copy Share Image
“I mean, I know you’re a scribe and all, but you were at point blank range, Johnny. A child could have made that shot.… — Richard Nell Copy Share Image
“What…do I want?” Ruka put his hands to his awful face and closed his golden eyes, shuddering with what could have been a laugh,… — Richard Nell Copy Share Image
