“You’re not the usual beauty, spending all her bloom in hardly a handful of years. Some girls are like that, all flimsy flash, set to wear out into plainness as they age. But your loveliness is that of a sage. It is well set and will only increase. You’ve a steadiness of countenance worthy of the courts three hundred years ago, the courts he knew well.” She shakes her head.”
― The Beast of Ten
― The Beast of Ten
“We sin. And yet something calls us towards perfection. Do you know why? Because we’re good for it. We have the capacity to examine our lives and improve, to change. But we can’t do it just on our own.”
― The Q
― The Q
“Then darkness explodes inside me, ripping my chest apart, fracturing my bones. Confusion. Deceit. Desperation. She means to rip me apart. But she cannot. For my mind is not tied as is my body, and my heart is not stayed as is my tongue. I am bound to my calling of a Virtus Third. And I am not hers. Meridaithe has forced open doors that were never opened unto her, and I will not allow the trespass. Raising my heart to the Court of the Most High, I dismiss my fear and clear the way. The light, when it comes, is blinding. The Witch is burned out of me as if she is no more than a dried leaf, the false bindings falling like ash from my body.”
― The Beast of Ten
― The Beast of Ten
“It is deep night, and I sit before the fire in my room. I am unable to anchor myself to—or find myself in—this fate. My mind has no solid ground. This inability to feel what is real has caught me off my guard. I feel so distant from myself. I’ve been taken out of the familiar, taken away from home and family.”
― The Beast of Ten
― The Beast of Ten
“Why Fall?” Quincy asked as she leaned over a rail that was, itself, leaning over the cliffside. “Why all this—” she hesitated, looking for the right word as she moved her eyes towards him, “exuberance?” “Because the fall is when all good things are made manifest.” Arch waved his hand as if he were the beneficent spirit of the season. “The harvests are come on, rolling into the city, a message of bounty and abundance. The trees are turning, their color revealing their most beautiful intentions, kept to themselves all year long until now.” He paused, turned, and looked at Quincy with a directness she now understood to be tied to his strongest feelings. “I always feel I might be my best self in the fall; I wish to pen my best essays, listen to the purest music, taste the best fruit I can find.”
― The Q
― The Q
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