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“Where are we going?” the gargoyle asked again. He looked back at me. “We can’t go without Bartholomew.” I turned away, tears falling down my face. “Wait—wait.” The gargoyle began to sob, more pieces of stone falling from his body. “I’m her squire. We cannot be apart.” He had to be hauled away by Maude, who was already doing the same to Rory. I heard his wailing sobs on the other side of the wall. “Bartholomew!”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“You don’t have to push me away to protect me,” he said in a hard, familiar voice. “I can take it. You can stop being lonely. I won’t misunderstand. I know you just want someone to be with.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

“Her body was shuddering, but she cried silently. There was a trick to sobbing like that; it was something a person had to learn to do.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

“You believed a story, and that story was a lie. The Omens are not divine. They are mortals who are paid like kings to live like gods.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth