Status Updates From Królowie Wyldu (Saga, #1)

And so it goes, thought Clay. Life was funny and fickle, and often cruel. Sometimes the unworthy went on living, while those who deserve better were lost.
Or not lost, he considered, since they lingered on in the hearts of those who loved them, who love them still, their memory nurtured like a sprig of green in otherwise desolate soul. Which was, he supposed, a kind of immortality after all.