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Ray bent his head toward her, and they smiled at each other, a pair of blissful ghouls in love. I might have felt sorry for them if the continued existence of their relationship didn't necessitate generating incredible amounts of anguish and misery, which I was apparently next in line to provide.
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All I could do was stare blankly at him. "Look." He raised both hands, palms outward. "Daisy, I'm sorry. I had no idea." "You had no idea ?" "No idea she was coming." He sounded tired. My tail began lashing back and forth in agitation. "Oh, and where exactly did Emmy pop in from, Sinny dear? Did she drive up from Kalamazoo? Because I don't recall you mentioning a sister. And it sounded a lot like jolly old England, which I don't recall you..
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You like him?" I nodded. "I like him. Hell, Mogwai likes him." "You could pick a worse judge of character than your cat," she said in a pragmatic voice."
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It wouldn't last, of course. I had no illusions on that score. But while it did, I meant to relish every moment of the respite.
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Ben Lewis. He's in Afghanistan." "He is?" I blinked. "In the ?" "Well, he's not there on his honeymoon."
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He nodded at Josceline and me. "Keep these two with you, will you? They seem to be damnably hard to kill."
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raised on
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Shambloth the Great Protector, whom you know as the Inchoate Terror,
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Custodire i segreti e l'unico potere che un bambino puo sperare di esercitare nei confronti degli adulti.
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Take your happiness where you find it, children, and don't ask too many questions. Life is too short and uncertain to do otherwise.
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There's glory in it," he acknowledged. "Dagda Mor! It's why I like to fight. When the battle-frenzy fills you, you feel like a god, I think." He paused, remembering. "But then you hear a friend's voice begging you to help, and you see your friend's guts falling out of a hole in his belly, and you can't stop to help, because someone is trying to kill you, so you have to keep going. You tread upon a corpse and realize it's a man who taught yo..
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training in the Fortress of the Winds, I'd never developed a full appreciation for the power of disguise. Oh, I understood it on an intellectual level--it was Brother Yarit's disguise that had allowed him to take Brother Jawal by surprise in the Trial of Pahrkun--but I'd never felt it.
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You were the most desirable woman I've ever seen, and I resented you for it. Foolish, but true.
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slipped past them to return to the palace to engage in pointless speculation with Zariya.
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Another silence fell between us, a silence stretching toward awkwardness.
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I will be your friend, then, for the ancient Hellenes said a good friend may stand between a man and his moira. Do you know what that means?' 'Fate.' I answered unthinking...
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The enemy of fear is love, for it is in loving others that we set aside our own personal fears, holding their safety and well-being as our highest regard.
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There are worse things in the world than heartbreak. Finding that out is a rite of passage.
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You should tell them," Joscelin said shortly. "Tell them the truth. Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean."
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I bid you to aid one another. Let the wealthy have charity for the poor. Let the strong have mercy on the weak. And I promise, if we are victorious, such a time shall never come again.
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But it's a lot easier to blame someone else than accept blame for your own failings.
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blaming
failure
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As much as I might wish for a reason I could understand, in my heart, and not only in the dark intuitive part of me that shuddered away from such comprehension, it would never come.
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understanding
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I'm going so far out on a limb here, you might as well call me a squirrel.
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and I didn't know if I was proud or indignant that he hadn't noticed.
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There are ties that bind more complex than blood.
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One does not reckon, at such times, the cost to one's limbs and joints; there is a limit to the pliancy of the mortal form.
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The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart.
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He paced the room like a caged tiger, splendid in his wounded anger.
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Would that I could make of heart and soul something other than a battleground!
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love
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mothers have wept less, bidding farewell to their children. At least, mine certainly did.
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mother
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There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.
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sorrow
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Better to light a candle than curse the darkness.
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He was a young man, Gunter Arnlaugson, and tireless after their fashion. There was no shame among the Skaldi, and I could feel his eagerness when he brushed up behind me, his considerable phallus erect and straining at the front of his trews. It would be some time before he wearied of this. To my dismay, I felt the answering moisture begin between my own legs. I would have wept again, but my eyes, at least, were dry. I concentrated instead ..
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My taste is for spices, and not sweets.
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Though he was her enemy, he treated her with unfailing courtesy.
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gentleman
courtesy
chivalry
jacqueline-carey
the-sundering
enemy
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I will say to you what I have said to others: Blessed Elua cared naught for crowns or thrones. It is a human game, a mortal game. I imagine you will say it was not worth the cost of innocent blood spilled in the process, since it is what Phedre no Delaunay once said to me. Mayhap it is true. And yet, countless numbers of those she would deem innocent never hesitated to engage in a death-struggle for these things, these mortal tokens of powe..
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life
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Life goes on even at the worst of times, and there are some ways no one ever grows up, no matter how long they live or how many lifetimes
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Wide grey eyes and a mop of red-gold curls, a charming sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose--there is a limit, within the canons, of the number allowable for beauty.
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It involved Melisande, and the razor-sharp blades they call flechettes, and a good deal of me screaming ... I have dreams about it still, and Elua help me, some of them are exquisite.
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Quincel de Morhban received me in his garden, something I never would have suspected, from either the man or the place. It was an inner sanctum, like Delaunay's, like I had known in the Night Court, only vaster. It was shielded from the elements, warmed by a dozen braziers and torches, with mirrors set to gather the sun's heat when it availed, and scrims of sheerest silk that could be drawn across the open roof to protect the delicate flora..
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On my knees, I touched the tip of my tongue to my lips, catching a drop of his seed. Pleasure-chamber. My very skin shivered, anticipating the lash. "As you wish, my lord," I whispered. It is not needful, I think, to detail what befell thereafter; it was a good meal, a very good one indeed, for de Morhban's cooks were the equal of his gardeners. We had fresh seafood, baby squids so new-caught they fairly squirmed, cooked in their own inky j..
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Why did Ysandre send you?" he asked softly, testing. I pushed my chair back from the table, struggling to my feet, fighting the dark blood-tide. Somewhere, I thought, listening, somewhere Joscelin is telling tales to de Morhban's House Guard. I clung to the memory of him like a talisman, his deadly dance with Selig's thanes in a driving snowstorm, remembrance cooling my blood, shaking my head. "No questions," de Morhban said quickly. "No qu..
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You've touched a good many lives, Imriel," Sidonie observed. "A good many lives have touched mine," I said in reply."
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And somewhere along the way, I found a little bit of healing. It wasn't enough to undo all of the damage done to me when I was a child; that, I think, cuts too deep. But enough.
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