Peretur Quotes

“Being here is like standing at the edge of the sea under a wide sky: clear, open, clean, and bright. Here is where I am meant to be.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Those she met were wary at first-they saw the house and sword, they saw the fish-mail and spears and heard the way she spoke, and hid their gold and their daughters. But she learnt to hide most of her strength, hide her real self, drop her voice, and use the rougher tongue the common folk spoke on the fellside; she learn to use her soft face, hard muscles, and sweet smile to remind them of some son or nephew or long-ago sweetheart. And then they saw the careful mends of mismatched gear and the missing pommel stone, the bony unbitted horse, and set aside their misgivings for a while.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Early morning of Harvest Day, Peretur was filling a bucket at the well, and swirling the water to and fro with her hand, half dreaming when the lake song to her, and today the lake’s song was strong and insistent and it was for her.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“When she left it was the last full swell of summer, when apples hung formed but still green from the trees.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Midway across a cold, clear stream she caught the black scent of corruption, and stopped.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She might wish Bony were bigger, and she might wish for a shield, but this was what she had.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“The lake was her destiny; her path to it lay through this knight.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Send me strength, she called-to whom?-and kicked Bony to a gallop, and hurled her javelin hard and true.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“I never knew my father,” she said again, slowly. She could only tell the truth. “Of the rest, I may not speak.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“It was like the village all over again; she had won, but still must leave. She could not bear it.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“It was a good place, a fine place, it should have been her place to belong. Only it was not; Arturus did not want her.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Her childhood, her life, and she kept forgetting; her mother’s geas kept taking it away. Then she was thinking of her mother, seeing her in the clearing on one of her good days, forget-me-not eyes dancing with light. Mother? She listened. Nothing.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She wiped her eyes, her not-blue eyes, and walked on through a drift of rain so fine it settled on her sleeve like dew.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She was tired of striving, tired of the sideways look of those who did not trust her.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She could speak if she chose, but she was not ready to choose because she did not understand.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Was it her true nature to take from others her own power?”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She heard the secret, perhaps a secret no one wholly mortal should hear.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“The world felt rude and fragile and new as though she had lately risen from her sickbed.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“She wrapped her hands around the wooden bowel. This was real. This was stuff of life.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“All I have ever wanted is to fight for what is good and clean and bright. All I want is to know who I am and where I belong. And I belong here, lord, as a Companion.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“They were good travelling companions. Llanza had lived half his life in the saddle and Nimuë had journeyed far and often. Both were easy with each other, and after a while Peretur found her rhythm with them.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear

“Her own sea-grey with green to his sea-green with grey.”
― Nicola Griffith, Spear