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984 pages, Pocket Book
First published May 11, 2021
He still looked at me like I was every sunrise the world had ever seen.
"Of course, Blue. I'm sure I can find something to discuss with Taunna and Eledore. The magnificence of my breasts, if all else fails."
But know this - even though I have lived a life as full of thin, small regrets as a cherry blossom is full of petals in the spring, this will be my largest: that I could not be with you, right then, to share the space between never and always while waiting for the sun to rise.

“But the rest of you? You all could be friends. Or are friends. Maybe you lot can band together and prove that friendship really is all we need to defeat all the evils in the world. Wouldn’t that be a hilarious joke?”
“I’d assumed I’d either have solved the issue by the time I met up with them (and thus it wouldn’t be a problem) or I would be dead and it … wouldn’t be a problem. It hadn’t occurred to me that I might end up in a between state where I was dead but also available to be yelled at.”
"Qown nodded. 'I’m just—' He shook his head. 'I can’t make this right.'
'Sure you can,' Teraeth said. 'Help us fix this. That’ll make it right. We’re not turning Senera away. Hell, we’re not turning me away. You think you’re too irredeemable to join the save-the-world club? Please.'"
”This is the King of Demons killing everyone we care about, the world ending, and your soul getting devoured."
"And let's not forget the King of Demons is Janel's ex, in this scenario," Teraeth offered.
”And let's look at your friends, shall we? Murderers and terrorists.Traitors. More than one assassin. What a fine group of upstanding people.”
“Your "love" is nothing but slavery. Your “friendship" is nothing but an exchange
of obligations. You can't show me a single example from these people where their love isn't anything more than an excuse to pardon hurting each other.”