H.E. Edgmon > Quotes

“That's enough cis men for today. I would like to cancel all cis men and go take a nap.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“Somewhere, at some point in time, some random cis person who's probably dead now decided all trans people were stuck in the wrong body, and that became law. But I'm not a boy trapped in a girl's body. My body is a boy's body because I'm a boy and it's mine. My body isn't wrong. Okay?”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“I don't think I have enough energy to fall apart. Why did I never realize it took energy to fall apart?”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“But isn't anger another part of love? Isn't it just the heart's way of letting you know a better world is possible?”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“Hate can build an empire, but all empires fall.” -Vorgaine”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“Oh. Oh, no. Oh, shit. I'm so gay.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“I am not the golden goose. I am more like an actual goose, hissing and honking and attacking small children who just want to give me bread.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“Aren’t gods normally off in some god space doing important things?”


All of her [Vorgaine’s] eyes blink at once and it is revolting and oh my Her I’m going to be sick. “I breathed this world into life, Wyatt. What could be more important than living within it?”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“I have this theory that every queer kid goes through either an intense anime or Greek Mythology phase. Personally I identified with Icarus to the point of deep concern.”
― H.E. Edgmon, Godly Heathens

“But we have each other. And we’ll keep choosing each other, and keep getting better, together”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“Also, if Briar had a kid, it would basically be my kid, too... I don’t mean that in some like…nuclear family, heterosexual, we’re-registered-at-Hobby-Lobby kind of way. I just mean, you know, Briar is my family, and our family is whatever we decide it is.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“I already have a family of my own. It might be small, and it might be untraditional, but that doesn't make it less important.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“I didn't realize how much pain I was in until I'm not anymore.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“I spend enough time being angry at other people. Why the hell do I have to waste time being angry at my own body?”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“...how much easier would it be to walk through the world without armor? How much lighter might I feel, if I didn't feel the need to put on some barrier all the time, some protective layer between me and everyone else? Not because I hate my body, but because I don't want to deal with anyone else's feelings about it. Maybe it'd be nice.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“We are not just gods walking around steering human bodies. We are also humans housing the souls of gods. Okay? And if it really matters that the Mountain is never a colonizer'--I brush my thumb against the tattoos on her chin--'that must mean you couldn't just be colonizing a native body. And if it really matters that we've fallen in love over and over again across lifetimes, that must mean those lifetimes mattered.”
― H.E. Edgmon, Godly Heathens

“If I learned anything about religion in the human world, it’s that a lot of people love the shield of a god more than they’ll ever love the god themself.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“I am the god who has ruled alongside you since the dawn of another time. And I have known you and loved you in your every flawed iteration. Every name you have gone by, every face you have worn, I have been at your side.”
― H.E. Edgmon, Godly Heathens

“So, I really am pure of heart and dumb of ass, huh?”
― H.E. Edgmon

“Maybe I'm not in love with him, maybe not in the way you love someone you marry, I don't know. But definitely in the way you love someone who's got his claws in part of your soul.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“My heart wants so badly it hurts. Or maybe it just hurts.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“It’s true, Faery does not have the internet. Nor cars, flying or otherwise. But our air and water are clean. Our people are nourished, body and mind. And all of my children, from the largest dragon to the smallest pixie, are protected from those that would seek to harm them. Perhaps, Wyatt, you should consider that this world is not primitive. It is your own ideas of progress that need to catch up.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“I am Faery, and Faery is me. It is how I knew you the moment you stepped through from Lacuna. You became a part of me, as you were always meant to be. But I do not exist beyond this place, and I cannot go with you. Could I, I would have done so a thousand times over. Instead, in the morning, I will ask the citizens of Ra’Ora who is willing to stand beside you and aid in ushering in a new era. An era where the door between worlds may stand open, where my children may come and go freely, as they wish. And an era in which they are safe, wherever they are, whoever they are.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“Zai’s promises about Faery being lush and alive? Maybe actually not a lie after all.

Because everything up here is green. The starlight overhead is just bright enough that I can still make out the sprawling scenery unfolding in front of us. Trees taller than anything I’ve ever seen, fields of wildflowers stretching on and on.

There are buildings, too, but they’re not like anything on Earth. They’re built right into the layout of the land, not disrupting anything to make space for themselves. There are homes nestled into the giant limbs of the trees, and tucked into massive tangles of flowers. Cavenia has led us to a massive door carved directly into a sloping hillside.

There are people moving around, still finishing up their days. Witches and fae move together, intermingling without concern. They’ve set up in what appears to be some kind of town center, gathered around a natural pool of water, where children splash.

It isn’t only witches and fae, either. Pixies dart in the air. A goblin helps a young fae patch a hole in the tree branch roof of their home. The sight of a hellhound with her two pups makes my heart ache for Boom, back in Asalin. [...]

Overhead, floating islands dot the sky, their undersides made of roots that hang loosely toward the ground. I can barely make out the greenery peeking over the edge on top. One of them has a waterfall flowing off the side, and the water seems to turn to mist before it reaches anyone below.

The islands look small from here, as high up as they are, but I know they must be huge. Know, because I can see dragons lounging on all of them. [...]

Behind us, I can make out the island we came from in the distance, the colossal divot of an empty ocean stretched between us. This far above it, I realize the island is shaped like a near-perfect crescent moon.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“How do I channel Emyr’s energy? [...] Cavenia says I can feel the bond from his end, but I have to channel him to do it. How do I do that?”


“You have already done it. [...] When you brought him back from the dead. [...] I can see the mark of his energy in your blood, Wyatt. And Emyr, Wyatt’s is anchored within you. It is clear to me that your magic nearly faded. That you were almost snuffed out—from all worlds. But Wyatt brought you back.” She tilts her eyes toward me, all at once. “And you did that by tapping into his power.”

I remember it clearly, more than I’d like to. The feeling of Emyr’s body in my arms, dead but still warm. The darkness around us, lit up by flecks of gold.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“Fae magic is not just innate, but it is ever present, always taking from the world around it. Our magic never goes dormant, and this allows us to more immediately feel the bonds for what they are. A witch’s magic is equally innate, but it must be practiced with intention. When a witch channels the energy of their mirror, when their magic flows together, only then are they able to experience the full weight of this connection.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“The Pierce family’s ancestors and their little cult totally invented fae capitalism just so they could win at being rich.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“It helps that you’re nice to look at,” he adds, taking me off guard.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Witch King

“Do you…do you know how long I’ll have?” Emyr asks here, and his claws dig into my thigh. I reach down and put my hand over his. I don’t pull his fingers away. “I know that resurrection magic is rarely permanent. My—my mother—”

Vorgaine reaches across the table and lays her hand across the back of Emyr’s. He stills under her touch, and tilts his head up to stare into her eyes.

“I am sorry about your mother, Emyr. That never should have happened.” She shakes her head. “But I can tell you this. Wyatt’s energy is permanently, and inextricably, tangled with yours. For as long as one of you lives, the other cannot die.”

And just like that, with one sentence, a thousand pounds of invisible weight, sitting on my chest for the last few weeks, disappears.

Our world is on fire. Everything we’ve ever known is a lie. We could both die tomorrow.


But Emyr isn’t going anywhere without me. I am not going to lose him.

Never again.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“So, this isn’t going great, and so far I definitely don’t like these guys as much as I enjoyed hanging out with Paloma and Maritza—chaotic as the queens are—but it could be worse. They’re willing to entertain polite conversation, and we have some things in common. Like, they’re gay, we’re gay, they have twin fae babies, we have a little trash baby we found in the woods.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper