Time to unite the Sacred Bands, Thebans and his people: one unit, one heart, one swing through life. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Sacred Bands and elite squadrons aren't what the mercenaries' guild is about. Field them at your peril. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
In this new world, this day and forever, then, we are not only Thebans - we are all Stepsons. We are all… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Ask yourselves if the gods are angry, you who have seen Harmony come among us, walk among us, touch us, look kindly… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
What we hold sacred is honor, justice, and glory. You need not swear allegiance to our storm god, to serve with us.… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Gods colliding, ethos and mythos trying to combine. The Sacred Band caught up in a whirlwind not of any god's devising: he… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
And what do the Theban hoplites see in this extended rending of the sky, this white-bright glory of Enlil's lightning? The future,… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
When I write what publishers call 'fantasy' I am writing in what I think is the most important tradition of fiction: starting with Homer… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
