Brittany Phillips

“You robbed me of my life. I could have been human I could have been alive, but you took my heart and you murdered it. You made me into this.”
― Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

“Once you turn your back on something, you have no more right to act as though you own it.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“I am blood. I am death, I am vengeance,” she said, her voice flat, empty.
Then she wiped the seax clean and slipped it into her belt, finally placing timber
and stone on to the barrow, sealing Thorkel inside. She stooped, lifted her sack
and picked up her spear, then strode out through the gateway.
With a hiss of wings Vesli flew around her, hovered over her.
“Vesli come with you, help mistress get Breca back,” the tennúr said.
“No,” Orka said. “Death is my only companion. Stay and help Spert.”
Vesli looked at the two seaxes that had slain Thorkel, thrust inside Orka’s
belt.
“What are you going to do with them, mistress?” the tennúr asked.
Orka looked out, over the sloping hills and down to Fellur village, a smear far
below.
“I’m going to find the owner of these blades, and give them back to him,”
Orka snarled.”
― John Gwynne, The Shadow of the Gods

“You're not waiting for her resurrection; you've made yourself her mausoleum.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth