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216 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 9, 2019

The poet seemed to rebuke the hubris of leaders without realizing that it, too, fed into the cycle of pride in which men celebrated the deeds of other men, generation after generation. When Verity thought of the toppled monarchy, the statue of the tyrant half-buried in sand, she felt none of the melancholy that the poet seemed to want his reader to feel; instead she was filled with hope that maybe this tyranny, too, would pass, that maybe she would live to see a world in which the deeds of men were not the only measure of accomplishment.
"No, Verity, it's just that we got carried away last night. It's not a good idea." Of course it wasn't a good idea, she wanted to yell. What kind of fool would think it was a good idea to entrust one's heart to a cold, unfeeling creature such as she?
He wanted to mean something to somebody. But he couldn't without risking ending up with nothing and nobody at all.