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“This is not a foxhole.
This is the rich earth of my world.
Dirt I threw in handfuls on the coffins of troopers that came before me.
Those who stood in the ranks on the bastion wall, lasgun in hand, And told the Eye it would not have our future.
This is not a foxhole, this is my world.
This is not a foxhole, it is my home.
The place I have shared with my comrades, eating, laughing,
A hole that does not feel empty, for we fill it with light and courage,
And where I have seen them pass into the Emperor's light.
This is not a foxhole, it is my home.
This is not a foxhole, it is my fortress.
It is home, world, a kasr I have dug with my own hands
A legacy that was bequeathed to me, to meet the enemy blade first
As we have always, and I will not leave it, not surrender it
Not take one step back for I have dug my fortress, and will hold it.
For this is not a foxhole, it is a grave.”
― The Fall of Cadia
This is the rich earth of my world.
Dirt I threw in handfuls on the coffins of troopers that came before me.
Those who stood in the ranks on the bastion wall, lasgun in hand, And told the Eye it would not have our future.
This is not a foxhole, this is my world.
This is not a foxhole, it is my home.
The place I have shared with my comrades, eating, laughing,
A hole that does not feel empty, for we fill it with light and courage,
And where I have seen them pass into the Emperor's light.
This is not a foxhole, it is my home.
This is not a foxhole, it is my fortress.
It is home, world, a kasr I have dug with my own hands
A legacy that was bequeathed to me, to meet the enemy blade first
As we have always, and I will not leave it, not surrender it
Not take one step back for I have dug my fortress, and will hold it.
For this is not a foxhole, it is a grave.”
― The Fall of Cadia
“The sound of mechanized brutality that could only come from one species.”
― L'Infini et le Divin (Warhammer 40,000)
― L'Infini et le Divin (Warhammer 40,000)
“Luck was the refuge of a bad operator. Luck meant you'd screwed up, but hadn't been punished for it. It was an ephemeral ghost, coming and going, a construct of the weak-minded who wanted to feel comfort about their vulnerability. Who interpreted their random survival as a virtue, not a simple quirk of probability.”
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“Three floors.'
'What?' Glave snapped.
'No legs. It had no legs, but it crawled up three floors trying to kill us.'
Glave thought about that, then swept the beam of his meltagun across the rockcrete stairs, eating away at the grey stone and metal supports beneath.
'Well the next one will have to jump for us.”
― The Fall of Cadia
'What?' Glave snapped.
'No legs. It had no legs, but it crawled up three floors trying to kill us.'
Glave thought about that, then swept the beam of his meltagun across the rockcrete stairs, eating away at the grey stone and metal supports beneath.
'Well the next one will have to jump for us.”
― The Fall of Cadia
“You stupid bastard… [y]ou got us box seats to a coup.’
‘Well, the reviews were very good.”
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‘Well, the reviews were very good.”
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