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“Farewell, my friend," Drizzt whispered, trying futilely to keep his voice from breaking. :This journey you make alone.”
― R.A. Salvatore, The Legacy

“And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you
I will show you fear in a handful of dust”
― T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land

“Before noon, they would be back in the city, the night's events like a dream. No, she though, too real for that. A memory.”
― Lindsay Buroker, Ice Cracker II and Other Stories

“You wish this to end," the mercenary remarked to Dinin when they were alone.
"You have not met my brother," Dinin replied evenly, and his hand instinctively twitched near the hilt of his magnificent drow-made sword, as though the mere mention of Drizzt put him on the defensive. "Not in combat, at least.”
― R.A. Salvatore, The Legacy