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480 pages, Hardcover
First published December 2, 2025
੭୧ khamillaㆍ“ you should have done it, coward, my words tremble quietly, for my anger is greater. you will regret that you did not end me. ”
੭୧ cemilㆍ“ if you ache for a monster, i will show you a monster. ”
੭୧ the pazktab childrenㆍ“ remember, we are your home. ”
੭୧ the sepahbad jezakielㆍ“ i collide blindly with a warm body; hands grasp my waist, fingers brush my ribs. i mistakenly grab the neck to steady myself against the slippery tiles. ”
“ no, you are a fool for taking his fist. you are not my shield. i am yours, little bird. ”
⤿ if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about you more
“ i am forever the emperor's blade. a blade does not leave its holder's side. wherever he walks, he will know i always follow. ”
“ i always have you marked, cemil hisses into my ear, his blade digging into my spine. ”
⤿ THE TENSION AHSHHDGGDG i love this scene so much there's so much to dissect between khamilla and cemil's relationship. what is he to her? what is she to him???
“ you cannot erase human brutality. not when it exists inside of us, as innate to the body as air. ”
“ you wish to read something from our game ”
⤿ AHHSHSH INTERNALLY SCREAMING
“ she cannot see me; she cannot hear me. she thinks she is alone. this child is dying. and she is utterly alone. ”
⤿
“ i know not victory, but i do know pain. i am war. and its anger will shrivel the sharpest fighters at my feet. ”
“ my tongue tastes copper, whose blood, i do not know. i smile, realizing i am only capable of grinning in the thoroughfare of destruction. ”
“ war does that to people, it turns bodies into numbers. ”
“ his lips tease up with a knowing smirk, why would i kill you when you've executed my plan so flawlessly ”
⤿ WHAT DO YOU MEAN. WHAT DO YOU MEAN SARAH ?????
I am an emperor's daughter. I am worthy. I am his claws. Except I do not scream the words aloud, I swaddle them close to my chest, for the emperor prefers it when I keep my protest silent; when I keep myself cold and sharp.
Shall I turn the other cheek? I cannot. I may be a follower of the Prophet Nuh and the lost scriptures, but to find forgiveness in me, well, that can only happen after my enemies are dead.
"Even if we convince them, they do not trust you as an Azadnian."
That is a good point. "I will make them trust me," I insist.
"But you rarely speak kindly," Sohrab remarks and my mouth gapes open.
"You are inept at social interactions," Arezu adds.
"All five annals? That's ...thousands of parchments." Would my broken mind even let me accomplish such a task?
(...)
"You must submit to a greater will, be obedient to your superiors, consume knowledge without question instead of fighting your masters at every turn. So yes, all five annals. Or get lost."
"The Eskaria teaches that victory is achieved not solely through knowing yourself, but through understanding the enemy." I turn to Fayez. "Today I learnt you are shit. As was your strategy - shit. As was your leadership, also shit. All that makes you reeks, my Captain."
"Our faith loves death, for it's the highest honour to die in martyrdom. Then you are truly Qabl. If not, you become prone to jinn influence, even possession."
I land in third stance and channel a fourteen-breath meditation, my bonds expanding into Second-Stratum. The flow of time wanes in my vision before I summon a stroke of nur, holding it like a paintbrush.