“The He reaches out and lays His cold hand on my head, and His grace and understanding fill me, burning away all vestiges of d'Albret's evil darkness weighing on my soul until the only darkness that remains is that of… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share
... while I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
It takes a surprising amount of courage to place one's hand into an unseen area when your mind is thinking about vermin. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
“The He reaches out and lays His cold hand on my head, and His grace and understanding fill me, burning away all vestiges of d'Albret's evil darkness weighing on my soul until the only darkness that remains is that of beauty. The darkness of mystery, and questions, and the endless night sky, and the deep caverns of the earth. I… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share
Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
And just as love has two sides, so too does Death. While Ismae will serve as His mercy, I will not, for that is not how He fashioned me. Every death I have witnessed, every horror I have endured, has forged me to be who I am -- Death's justice. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share
“As far as I can tell, it doesn't make any difference to adults how clever children are. They always stick together. Unless you are… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no… — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
So… You are well equipped for our service.' 'Which is?' 'We kill people. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts. — R.L. LaFevers Copy Share Image
