“Mister Gilsom,” Munson continued, “you treat the patient. Gray, blue, didn’t matter. Mattered to some, but not to me. Way I figured… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“True, but I’ve seen your cities. You defend them like castles. Wouldn’t it be the same here?” “That’s the North. There we have more.”… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“The common folk live the consequences of political decisions,” Tiago added reflectively, “that’s the case everywhere.” — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Doctor Munson to Jared Gilsom: "We fought you because we didn’t want some ruler thinking he could tell us what we could do. We… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“What’s California like?” Jared asked after another minute’s silence. “Warm, very sunny,” Catherine replied. “They’ve got almost everything they need there. They can grow… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“This is what they built to find it. What do you think they built to protect it?” Jared asked, half-rhetorically. “Let’s try not to… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Forrest spat, “Bah. We don’t need it. This world doesn’t need another nation of steel and soot. We showed that magic defeats metal. Grant… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Jared ran for the cracked crate. He shot the closest soldier at point blank range and grabbed the bundle with his free hand. He… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“This is what they built to find it. What do you think they built to protect it?” — robert edward Copy Share Image
“It was a running joke among the shipping industry—if the people of the nation had to choose between weapons or coffee, the Confederacy would… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Right after the war, every opportunistic governor and anyone rich enough to afford his own private army wanted magic users. That would have destroyed… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Isn’t that always the case,” the New Englander commented with a smile. “The second son, heir to nothing but the name, must work twice… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
“Mister Gilsom,” Munson continued, “you treat the patient. Gray, blue, didn’t matter. Mattered to some, but not to me. Way I figured it, someone… — Robert Edward Copy Share Image
