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  • #1
    K.  Ritz
    “I walked past Malison, up Lower Main to Main and across the road. I didn’t need to look to know he was behind me. I entered Royal Wood, went a short way along a path and waited. It was cool and dim beneath the trees. When Malison entered the Wood, I continued eastward. 
    I wanted to place his body in hallowed ground. He was born a Mearan. The least I could do was send him to Loric. The distance between us closed until he was on my heels. He chose to come, I told myself, as if that lessened the crime I planned. He chose what I have to offer.
    We were almost to the cemetery before he asked where we were going. I answered with another question. “Do you like living in the High Lord’s kitchens?”
    He, of course, replied, “No.”
    “Well, we’re going to a better place.”
    When we reached the edge of the Wood, I pushed aside a branch to see the Temple of Loric and Calec’s cottage. No smoke was coming from the chimney, and I assumed the old man was yet abed. His pony was grazing in the field of graves. The sun hid behind a bank of clouds.
    Malison moved beside me. “It’s a graveyard.”
    “Are you afraid of ghosts?” I asked.
    “My father’s a ghost,” he whispered.
    I asked if he wanted to learn how to throw a knife. He said, “Yes,” as I knew he would.  He untucked his shirt, withdrew the knife he had stolen and gave it to me. It was a thick-bladed, single-edged knife, better suited for dicing celery than slitting a young throat. But it would serve my purpose. That I also knew. I’d spent all night projecting how the morning would unfold and, except for indulging in the tea, it had happened as I had imagined. 
    Damut kissed her son farewell. Malison followed me of his own free will. Without fear, he placed the instrument of his death into my hand. We were at the appointed place, at the appointed time. The stolen knife was warm from the heat of his body. I had only to use it. Yet I hesitated, and again prayed for Sythene to show me a different path.
    “Aren’t you going to show me?” Malison prompted, as if to echo my prayer.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #2
    “But when people talk about it they call it The Zombie Room.”
    R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

  • #3
    “t felt like stepping into a spa, or a dream, or a memory she hadn’t known she missed.”
    D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: The Prequel

  • #4
    “I had so much fun writing this book and I want readers to have fun also. A Passion for Prying is a feel-good, fun read. It's like eating a delicious, sinful hot fudge sundae--pure fun and indulgence.”
    Nancy Mangano, A Passion For Prying

  • #5
    J.K. Franko
    “You see, the universe still had accounts to settle. And Susie and I were way overdrawn.”
    J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye Trilogy: Boxset 1-3

  • #7
    Behcet Kaya
    “And now Anderson stood looking at his father. His hands were trembling with eagerness, extending toward him, wanting his father to embrace him. He wanted to love it back to life for all those lost times, for all those times of hope. “Permission to sit, sir?”
    Behcet Kaya, Murder on the Naval Base

  • #8
    A.R. Merrydew
    “     The morgue was the name the human workers gave to this room in the facility. They were careful not to utter it in front of the androids, for fear of offending them.”
    Anthony Merrydew, The Girl with the Porcelain Lips

  • #9
    Elizabeth Tebby Germaine
    “She ran down the street and round the corner and up two more streets and crossed the road. ‘Will I be safe from him?’ the girl had said. And will I be safe from Samuel? She reached her car and threw her bag on the front seat and sat holding the steering wheel. Where to go, where to run to?”
    Elizabeth Tebby Germaine, A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness

  • #10
    Bill Watterson
    “Calvin: Today for show and tell, I've brought a tiny miracle of nature: a single snowflake! I think we might all learn a lesson from how this utterly unique and exquisite crystal turns into an ordinary, boring molecule of water just like every other one when you bring it into the classroom.
    And now, while the analogy sinks in, I will be leaving you drips and going outside...”
    bill watterson

  • #11
    Terry Pratchett
    “Sometimes the truth is arrived at by adding all the little lies together and deducting them from the totality of what is known.”
    Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

  • #12
    Edmond Rostand
    “On n'abdique pas l'honneur d'être une cible.”
    Edmond Rostand 1868-1918, Cyrano De Bergerac

  • #13
    John Boyne
    “And who decided which people wore the striped pajamas and which people wore the uniforms?”
    John Boyne, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

  • #14
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment



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