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480 pages, Paperback
First published April 29, 2025
i was once told we never truly knew another soul until we saw the darkness they kept inside.
her touch was still burned on me like it had burrowed into my skin and would never leave.
to claim something as his—a strike, a skill, a horn of ale—ashwood tapped whatever he wanted three times.
pulse raising, i touched where ashwood held his hand. three taps—his gesture for claiming something as his. it meant mine.
“you never truly know a heart until you see the darkness inside. i might like to see yours.”
break me, i no longer care, as long as it is you who wields the destruction.
"To harm the living, craft mirrors the pain.
To split the soul, craft sacrifices the blood.
To curse the body, craft devours the mind.
To bind dead and living, craft corrupts the heart."
"There was something like guilt that gnawed against me. Weeks here, and... some of it I did not despise. Emi. Prince Thane. Where I thought I would hate them, I dared consider them friends."