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Let them fear what the faithful can do.
There was no room here for misplaced sentiment. This was war. Death was inevitable.
“You could be exactly what these countries need to stop their fighting,” he said. He dropped his hand and she was colder for its absence. “Or you could rip them apart at the seams.“
Some scars aren’t so visible.
Here was something to do, even if that something was surviving.
You have plunged yourself into the dark where the monsters dwell; now you must fight them off before you’re consumed.
“We’re all monsters, Nadya,” Malachiasz said, his voice gaining a few tangled chords of chaos. “Some of us just hide it better than others.”
a boy caught up in a world that had broken him, all while trying to do something good for once.
Dazzle the monsters, Nadya. You’ve already charmed the worst of the lot; the rest should be easy.
“Monsters are real, and I am their king.”
“War has made us all used to living in desecrated spaces once considered holy.”
You are searching for an apology for what I am; I will not provide one.
I was born with the potential for monstrosity, as all people are
There was madness in his black eyes—madness and something terribly close to divinity. Which was, in essence, the same as madness.
Once there was a boy who was shattered into pieces and put back together in the shape of a monster. Once there was a boy who clutched at the remnants of what he had left as it fell through his fingers. Once there was a boy who destroyed what little there was remaining because it wasn’t enough.
The boy was gone.
The monster had swallowed the heart that beat in his chest. He let the darkness take him.
“I can think of a hundred better ways for you to die,” Anna muttered.
He smiled, pressing a hand to his heart. “Surely all one hundred are deserved.”
“This is why our countries have been at war for nearly a century,” Nadya said. “And I do feel a little like killing you right now, so I can see why.”
“Just a little?”
Serefin did the one thing he knew best: consumed a fantastic amount of alcohol.
“You can’t flirt with every girl here, Ostyia,” Serefin said.
“I can and I will,” she replied primly.
While I applaud the imagination required to get so much from my death, really, I do—I had no idea I was so important and everyone likes to feel special—I’m hurt that I don’t get to reap any of the rewards from it. Because, you know, I’m apparently dead.
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