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“Someone bumped into her from behind.
"You shouldn't be daydreaming, girl."
It was Bashan. his dead fish eyes assessed her coldly. He smirked.
"My lord," Nora said and moved to go around him.
It was a good thing to say. My lord could mean anything. Good day, for instance. Or, I understand and follow your implied order. I know my place. Or it could just mean fuck you.”
― Touch of Iron
"You shouldn't be daydreaming, girl."
It was Bashan. his dead fish eyes assessed her coldly. He smirked.
"My lord," Nora said and moved to go around him.
It was a good thing to say. My lord could mean anything. Good day, for instance. Or, I understand and follow your implied order. I know my place. Or it could just mean fuck you.”
― Touch of Iron
“You look…happy,” Owen said as Nora stepped into the library. “Did you do something inappropriate?” “I’m not that happy,” Nora answered. He”
― Touch of Iron
― Touch of Iron
“Fuck you,” Nora screamed as she ran up the stairs. “You’re stuck with me now, and I’ll give you freedom. If I die, you die. No more being remade for you. I’m going to stop this fucking cycle, if it’s the last thing I do.”
― Mother of Slag
― Mother of Slag
“You know..." Nora took a deep breath. "For a master warrior craftsman, you talk a lot of philosophical bullshit.”
― Touch of Iron
― Touch of Iron
“Kick hard when you have the chance. Aim for parts that hurt. Hope you get lucky and his surprise shocks him into being stupid. Then knock him out with the shovel if you’ve got one handy. If not, go find the shovel." - Nora”
― Touch of Iron
― Touch of Iron
“It’s better when you pay for things you value. Things have worth then.”
― Touch of Iron
― Touch of Iron
“No,” Owen said. “None of this is real. The darkest battles are those you fight in your mind.”
― Mother of Slag
― Mother of Slag
“But I refuse to let others make me into something I am not. So I won’t let myself make me into something I’m not. Now, go in peace. But go.”
― Mother of Slag
― Mother of Slag
“I am still me,” Nora murmured to herself, and she pictured the charcoaler’s spade in her mind, while her hands curled to fists. This is who you are. A charcoaler. A transformer.”
― Mother of Slag
― Mother of Slag
