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We each have a role to play. Don’t let yourself ever believe that yours is less important because it’s done in the shadows.”
“How could I possibly claim to love her if I lock her up? I have to trust her. If I’m going to ever earn back her trust, I have to give her the same.”
― With These Last Breaths
― With These Last Breaths
“forgiving him is not condoning his actions. It’s not admitting what he did wasn’t wrong or hurtful. It’s choosing not to let those actions rule over your heart any longer.”
― From These Dark Depths
― From These Dark Depths
“Someday we will be more than words in the dark.”
― Snow Like Ashes
― Snow Like Ashes
“Looking into her eyes felt like returning to the home he desperately missed. And the shock of that realization threatened to suffocate him, ripping the breath from his lungs.”
― On These Black Sands
― On These Black Sands
“That was when they noticed that every musician on the stage was wearing mourning black. That was when they shut up. And when the conductor raised his arms, it was not a symphony that filled the cavernous space.
It was the Song of Eyllwe.
Then Song of Fenharrow. And Melisande. And Terrasen. Each nation that had people in those labour camps.
And finally, not for pomp or triumph, but to mourn what they had become, they played the Song of Adarlan.
When the final note finished, the conductor turned to the crowd, the musicians standing with him. As one, they looked to the boxes, to all those jewels bought with the blood of a continent. And without a word, without a bow or another gesture, they walked off the stage.
The next morning, by royal decree, the theatre was shut down.
No one saw those musicians or their conductor again.”
― Heir of Fire
It was the Song of Eyllwe.
Then Song of Fenharrow. And Melisande. And Terrasen. Each nation that had people in those labour camps.
And finally, not for pomp or triumph, but to mourn what they had become, they played the Song of Adarlan.
When the final note finished, the conductor turned to the crowd, the musicians standing with him. As one, they looked to the boxes, to all those jewels bought with the blood of a continent. And without a word, without a bow or another gesture, they walked off the stage.
The next morning, by royal decree, the theatre was shut down.
No one saw those musicians or their conductor again.”
― Heir of Fire
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