Saint wanted to ask what it was like, to lose the thing that defined you. But perhaps she knew: it left you someone else. A stranger you had no choice but to tolerate, and see each day and feel and fear.
“He has to play my game!” Sevro says. “Shithead isn’t getting out till he plays nice. I’ll give him a riddle instead. What do I have in my pocket?”
― Golden Son
― Golden Son
“Anyway, all he's partial to sending is holograms of uniquely perverted unicorns and video clips of him reading puns. Pluto, if anything, has made him stranger.”
― Golden Son
― Golden Son
“I try to kill him in my heart before I kill him in the flesh.”
― Golden Son
― Golden Son
“What a beautiful mess we could have made of each other.”
― Golden Son
― Golden Son
“How cruel a life, that the sight of my dead wife means hope.”
― Golden Son
― Golden Son
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