Saso

“Wanden olstrum end kendesorum. Isen ne bejstrum.

The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“A gambler, a convict, a wayward son, a lost Grisha, a Suli girl who had become a killer, a boy from the Barrel who had become something worse.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“Why do you wear gloves, Mister Brekker?"
Kaz raised a brow. "I'm sure you've heard the stories."
"Each more grotesque than the last."
Kaz had heard them, too. Brekker's hands were stained with blood. Brekker's hands were covered in scars. Brekker had claws and not fingers because he was part demon. Brekker's touch burned like brimstone - a single brush of his bare skin caused your flesh to wither and die.
"Pick one," Kaz said as he vanished into the night, thoughts already turning to thirty million kruge and the crew he'd need to help him get it. "They're all true enough.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“I’m going to get my money, Kaz vowed. And I’m going to get my girl.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows