“
Unable to confess, they had pleaded to be given peace, pleaded with tears, cries, and ghoulish murders.
”
― Cyrion
― Cyrion
“
His faith pulsed around him, tangible and wavering like one small flame in a gale of wind.
He was at once convicted for his audacity and exalted for his discernment.
He felt the laws of nature being stretched apart at the seams, and he found a tantalizing thread of other in the void between them.
”
― The Paragon
― The Paragon
