Viki

“The snow pulled at Takeru, offering tenderly to take the pain away. His fingers spread out in its beckoning cold, ready to oblige—but Misaki was still looking at him with expectation in her eyes. That gaze clutched him like claws—or a pair of arms—holding him.

So, instead of giving himself to the snow, Takeru dug his hands into it hard. His fist tightened and the snow rushed up to him. In an agonizing surge, it seemed to give back everything he had sent out into it over forty years”
― M.L. Wang, The Sword of Kaigen

“Flayed and boneless, he faced the creature he had awakened, this woman of gods’ blood and fury.”
― M.L. Wang, The Sword of Kaigen

“The machine can summon spirits, but it can’t create art. Art is about intent, Yumi. A rainbow isn’t art, beautiful though it might be. Art is about creation. Human creation. I don’t care how well a machine piles rocks. The fact that you do it is what matters to me.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Yumi and the Nightmare Painter

“In that moment of awe, Takeru realized how much he owed this woman, who had borne his children, who had fought, and fought, and fought for a family she had never asked for. She had given him her life and demanded nothing in return. Mamoru hadn’t inherited his strength from his father. It had come from her.”
― M.L. Wang, The Sword of Kaigen