Alis Franklin > Quotes

“One spear to start a war, one spear to prime them. One spear to bring them all and into bloodshed bind them.”
― Alis Franklin, Stormbringer

“Everything is true, especially the lies. That’s the trick.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“And then, when they got back to the car, a raven the size of a cat was sitting on the roof, waiting for them, and everything went to hell.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“And you love things, wholly and unashamedly. Video games or comics, and you think it’s trivial, that it’s silly. But you’re wrong. The topics don’t matter. What matters is the passion and the joy. You can’t see it, but I can, and it burns so brightly. Like the fires of—like the sun. It’s life. It’s beauty.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Either Lain is, like, a, the hottest guy on the floor; b, a bazillionaire in disguise; or c, a god… and you invited him on a Dungeons and Dragons date.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Perhaps the last things she sees are two ravens, landing by her side. They whisper secrets in her ear, and the woman does not die alone. Perhaps. It’s a nice thought, anyway.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“We kiss, and it’s better. Better than the last time, better than the first time. Better, always. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere, and I’m sure I’ll find it one day. Beneath Sigmund’s tongue, perhaps, or hiding in his hair. I’ll keep looking. I’ve got time; it’s a long way up to the penthouse, after all. When we reach it, there’ll be friends and allies, family, explanations. Fantales. One ruffled raven. And the first rays of dawn, exploring the remade world with all the wonder of a child. Welcome to the Golden Age. An old end, but a new beginning. Stick around. You’ll see.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Well, we all have off days.” Lain leaned back against the rock, eyes closed and smiling. “Believe me, some of mine have been… legendary.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Wait. Stephen Fry is gay?” “Ohmigod, how are you alive?” “I thought he was just British!”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“He had a bad feeling about this.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“I have horns. Horns! And, honestly, they’re the least of my problems. Corpse bloat, stitched-shut lips, and dark-ringed, milk-blind eyes, glowing in the night. A crest of long, flame orange feathers in place of hair. More feathers on the outside of my forearms and down the back and inside of my thighs. And those wings. I look like the bastard child of a vulture and a bonfire. This is what I look like. Minus some recent additions—the stitches, the ruined eyes, the scars—this is what I’ve always looked like. And somehow I’d just… forgotten.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Also, he’d fucked a horse. Sigmund was kinda hoping that part of the story was allegorical, though he had a sinking feeling it totally wasn’t. He wondered whether it would be considered rude to ask.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith

“Pinned to the World Tree, quoting The Lord of the Rings. Wayne sure as Hel hoped Loki knew what he was doing.”
― Alis Franklin, Liesmith