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da51835
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It can't be any worse than whatever it is Annarion's doing." "You are devoid of an active imagination, which is disappointing considering the experience you have now amassed."
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nightshade
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Michelle Sagara |
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621f68b
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It made no sense, but nothing did at the moment, and at least this was a good crazy.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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But she only knew one way of conquering fear, and that was to charge into it, blindly.
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Michelle Sagara |
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75e8a45
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Hope. Such a simple word, to hold so much. I like it," she added. "I think it's appropriate."
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Michelle Sagara |
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be4b10a
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The end of the world is easy. We'll survive it, or we won't. But if we do survive, the rest of life is waiting.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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ec876cf
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On the other hand, the last week had pretty much been one waking nightmare after another; if this kept up, her dreams wouldn't have the power to terrify her.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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It didn't matter. If she was to have any hope of saving Bellusdeo and Maggaron now, she needed to finish what she started; the anger and the self-recrimination would just have to wait. She'd no doubt she'd return to it later; unlike laundry, she'd never left self-recrimination undone.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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71eb259
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In practice, the Hawks are people. People are political. I don't expect any group of people to be perfect, theoretical beings--for one, the pay isn't nearly high enough. Some of the racial decisions made are purely pragmatic; the Barrani are preferentially sent into figurative war zones because we're much more likely to survive them. There is no equality because we are not equal; we are different. I attempt to respect those differences.
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Michelle Sagara |
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Evanton creaked his way toward the sound of the bell at a speed that made snails look fast--if he decided to answer the door at all. If you made the mistake of ringing the bell while he was already on the way, he got angry. Kaylin had learned this early. On the other hand, if he'd actually failed to hear the door when she was expected, and she failed to ring the bell a second time, he also got angry. It was very much lose-lose, with hope we..
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Michelle Sagara |
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Everything happens at night. The world changes, the shadows grow, there's secrecy and privacy in dark places. First kiss at night, by the monkey bars and the old swings that the children and their parents have vacated; second, longer kiss, by the bike stands, swirl of dust around feet in the dry summer air. Awkward words, like secrets just waiting to be broken, the struggle to find the right ones, the heady fear of exposure --- what if, wha..
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young-adult
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Michelle Sagara |
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ab4219c
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Her hair was a flyaway mess, and her cheeks, she knew, would be a little too red for dignity--but she often had to choose between dignity and living another hour.
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Michelle Sagara |
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89acb1a
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Kaylin glanced at the small dragon, who exhaled the sigh of the long-suffering everywhere.
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Michelle Sagara |
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6537bef
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Angry Leontine Sergeant, angry Aerian Commander in Chief, slightly bored Dragon, and panicked human--you could practically call it a racial congress, with humans in their usual position.
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Michelle Sagara |
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ee0176f
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The Swords were the city's peacekeepers, something illsuited to Kaylin; the Wolves were its hunters, and often, its killers. And the Hawks? The city's eyes. Ears. The people who actually solved crimes.
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Michelle Sagara |
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fda9278
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geography bends to the dictate of will.
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Michelle Sagara |
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81b091f
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I have always thought it unwise to let fear be your personal guide." "Which one would you prefer? Love has its problems as well, if you listen to old stories." "Ah, but I would argue that that is not love--it is fear. It is fear of the loss of love. But we might spend idle hours arguing the definition of the word love, and I have dinner prepared."
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Michelle Sagara |
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fa427d1
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We're not what we were. We're not what we will be. Everyone changes. Everyone can change. Let it go.
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Michelle Sagara |
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51f7edd
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she flipped a coin,
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Michelle Sagara |
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choice is the defining factor of independent life. For better or worse. If the parents restrict choice, reserve it, forbid it, their children will remain children for the entirety of their existence.
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Michelle Sagara |
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No," she told them all. Looking up at the creature, or across at it, she said softly, "Yes, it's what I want. But I also want wings. I want to be beautiful. I want to be strong. I want to be perfect. "If every wish I ever had, if every , could become real, instantly, I would destroy the world."
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Michelle Sagara |
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Hope. Such a simple word, to hold so much. I like it," she added. "I think it's appropriate. There is never a guarantee, where hope is concerned; hope touches the edge of dream, but it is not a simple dream. It wants work, and sometimes it is bitterly painful--but no life is lived for long without"
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Michelle Sagara |
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40e21de
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Right or wrong is decided on the basis of a significant moment.
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Michelle Sagara |
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717495f
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knowing someone is trustworthy is merely one step in the building of a relationship of any kind.
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Michelle Sagara |
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08d4577
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He is not, perhaps, overjoyed--but joy is not a characteristic of my people; it is considered too youthful, and therefore, too easily destroyed.
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Michelle Sagara |
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436b0dc
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If the Light and the Dark were so absolute, why couldn't they give her absolute answers? Why did everything have to be so confused?
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Michelle Sagara West |
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fcd84a1
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If there were no darkness, no Dark Heart, we--none of us--would exist. Try to see this when you walk in darkness. Try to forgive it, though you walk with light.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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af51216
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Remember that in change, no matter how strange or slight the chance, all hope lies.
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Michelle Sagara West |
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d09b03b
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But this road, this road that I have walked, you, too, must walk, Sarillorn or no." "What road, Lady?" "The road between Dark and Light. And you, of the Light, must take that path, knowing that light casts its shadows, and that they lie at times in places that no eyes can see."
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Michelle Sagara West |
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Erin!" "Hmmm?" "I'm talking to you!" "At me." She looped the sword around her hips and fastened the belt. "To me is when I answer."
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Michelle Sagara West |
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Kaylin hated politics. Hated them. She hated the stupid decisions, the game playing, the grandstanding. She hated political decisions made by people who never had to do any of the law's actual work. She hated the pervasive sense of superiority and smugness that underlay all of the rules.
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Michelle Sagara |
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Which would pretty much end most of the lives that Kaylin cared about, although to be fair, it would probably end the other ones, as well.
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Michelle Sagara |
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0867547
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Would it trouble you if I remained?" "No," she replied, around a mouthful of chicken. He took his accustomed seat to her left, but said nothing. "Do you want any of this?" "No," he answered gravely. "I do not normally eat this mortal fare." "You should try it." She stopped, trying to remember if she had ever seen the Lady of Elliath eat anything. Her memory wasn't up to it. She doubted if anyone's was--with the possible exception of Latham ..
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Michelle Sagara West |
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You are, if I understand correctly, Chosen. It is your responsibility to use the words given you to...finish things. To resolve stories that have been left hanging; to offer closure to the things abandoned long ago.
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Michelle Sagara |
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He walked into the shadows of his rooms; walked into the darkness that no light penetrated. And there, under a halo of gentle red, she waited for him. In silence he stood, while the time drifted by. Days passed thus, stretching out. What of it? He had time. They had time. He touched her hand; it did not move. Very gently he lifted her body, cradling it in his dark arms. Is this what you feel, Sara? Is this what you feel when you cry?
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Michelle Sagara West |
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a53c67a
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Where are you going?" Kaylin stopped. "I'm following you." "Which is usually done from behind."
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Michelle Sagara |
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0bfc666
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When you worshipped someone, you placed a burden on them. You expected them to live up to your ideals, expected them to be worthy of your worship. And who could do that? Not
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Michelle Sagara |
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910e726
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Just what is going on here?" Darin would have had a hard time imagining the plump, friendly woman he knew so well wearing such a frown. He tried to make himself smaller as he looked at the distance between himself and the safety of the underside of Kerren's bed. He wilted visibly as Kerren threw a guilty look in his direction. The light that suddenly flooded his back might have been magical given the effect that it had. "What's this?" He go..
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Michelle Sagara West |
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c5df925
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They are acknowledging previous failures in the only good way they can: by refusing to continue to fail. "I"
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Michelle Sagara |
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feb8acf
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How much did a Dragon hide, when he walked the streets of the city?
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hidden
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Michelle Sagara |
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d97270b
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She outpaced Severn. Whole years of her life had been narrowly defined by the fact that she couldn't even .
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kaylin-neya
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Michelle Sagara |
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7bcd0e7
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Kaylin swiveled in her chair.
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Michelle Sagara |
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e209048
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Don't miss CAST IN HONOR!
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Michelle Sagara |
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5549bc1
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We need a lift!
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Michelle Sagara |
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bcf3744
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complaining about life's little miseries was one of the few conversational luxuries people were allowed, and at the moment, Kaylin couldn't put herself behind complaint.
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Michelle Sagara |