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“Then she took my hand and touched it to the wound beside her eye. I caressed the half-inch scar. As I did so, the waves of her consciousness pulsed through my fingertips and into me - a delicate resonance of longing. Probably someone should take this girl in his arms and hold her tight, I thought. Probably someone other than me. Someone qualified to give her something. "Goodbye, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. See you again sometime.”
― Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

“It was puzzling to own trees - they were not owned the way a business os owned or even a house is owned. If anything, they were held in trust. In trust. Yes, for all of posterity,...”
― Philip Roth, American Pastoral

“You said you know why we’re here,” Solomon begins, dragging my attention to him and away from Emyr. He’s staring at Vorgaine with the kind of intensity that burns. “Do you hear us when we pray to you from the other side? We are told—” He clears his throat. “We are told you cannot hear the prayers of witches.”


“I do not hear your prayers,” Vorgaine agrees, and Solomon’s shoulders slump. “But not because you are witches. I cannot hear you because you were stolen from me.”

“Really?” There is something like childlike longing stuck in Solomon’s throat.

“You are my most beloved children, and you were taken form the safety of your home and carried to a world where I could not reach you. There is no anguish that compares to what I have felt for you, all this time.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper

“It strikes me as weird, in hindsight, that the people of Asalin would build monuments for Vorgaine, and then actively, viciously go against everything she actually stands for. But maybe it shouldn’t. If I learned anything about religion in the human world, it’s that a lot of people love the shield of a god more than they’ll ever love the god themself.”
― H.E. Edgmon, The Fae Keeper