Laura Schäfer

“A pinecone?” “Ha! Can you imagine? All this at stake and I give you a pinecone?” Moog’s cackle died in silence, and everyone simply stared until he went on. “Okay, yes, it’s a pinecone. But it’s a magic pinecone.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“How do I look?" he asked.
Barret grinned. "Old."
Moog glanced over appraisingly. "Tired."
Gabriel snorted a laugh. "Fuck you guys.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“This is not a choice between life and death, but life and immortality! Remain here and die in obscurity, or follow me now and live forever!”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“The ghoul cracked a smile like a coffin’s lid sliding ajar. “I’m glad you found me, too,” he said. “It will be my honour to tell your story. It has been vastly entertaining thus far. I do hope it has a happy ending, though.”
“It won’t,” Matrick murmured.
“It will,” Gabe assured them.
“It might,” Clay said.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld