“To mend the big wounds, sometimes you must mend the small ones, she thought as she poured tea into a copper mug. And sometimes, the small ones are so small you can’t even see them. A wise man had once… — Sam Sykes Copy Share Image
“Come, squib, sit with Kudj. Engage in beautifully awkward hospitality.” He reached into the pot with a large finger and stirred whatever was inside.… — Sam Sykes Copy Share Image
“To mend the big wounds, sometimes you must mend the small ones, she thought as she poured tea into a copper mug. And sometimes,… — Sam Sykes Copy Share Image
“They aren’t destroying everything, then,” she said. “Yes, how terribly blessed we must be.” Aturach laughed, extending his arms to the sky. “Thank you,… — Sam Sykes Copy Share Image
“Trying to figure out how to best manage his time between doing a task for imbeciles and avoiding imminent and painful death by protocol.… — Sam Sykes Copy Share Image
