“Yael wanted to be like the Valkyrie maidens in the old Norse lore. Winged women who rode to war on the backs of wolves, choosing which soldiers lived and died. She'd thought she could death mean something, if she wielded… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“This was the feeling Far travelled for. The exhilaration of running through an age not his own, battle-shout harsh on the air, a stranger… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Here was a people. A family. A faith. Her people. Her family. Her faith. Here was a silence broken.” — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Yael wanted to be like the Valkyrie maidens in the old Norse lore. Winged women who rode to war on the backs of wolves,… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Why, yes. I am a strange wonder. The most special of snowflakes! Born out of time, forever running to catch up to it!” — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“He wanted to meet history face-to-face. He wanted to be the blood in its veins, as it was in his” — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Who do you love the most?" It seemed like a dangerous query, the way it was asked: razored syllables, hungry breath beating, beating against… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Death — the aftermath of it — is a strange thing to watch from the pedestal of immortality. I've seen death in every way:… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“It was good that she remembered him, though it was exhausting to do so. No rest for the weary. Or the dying. Or the… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
“Don't show emotion." Kurt Löwe gave his son a rough shake, "Don't you ever show emotion. Tears are weakness. And I won't have any… — Ryan Graudin Copy Share Image
