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Some men were poets. Some were farmers. Some were rich merchers. Wylan could draw a perfect elevation. He’d made a drill that could cut through Grisha glass from parts of a gate and scavenged bits of jewelry. So what if he couldn’t read?

If you wanted to kill a vine, you didn’t just keep cutting it back. You tore it from the ground by the roots.

“I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath.” It was the vow of the drüskelle to Fjerda. And now it was Matthias’ promise to her.

He gave himself a little shake. What was he thinking? He needed a dose of imminent peril to get his head straight. -Jesper

He still went my Kaz, as he always had, but he stole the name Brekker off a piece of machinery he’d seen on the docks. Rietveld, his family name, was abandoned, cut away like a rotten limb. It was a country name, his last tie to Jordie and his father and the boy he’d been.

Better terrible truths than kind lies.

The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.

She had to laugh at herself. She wouldn’t wish love on anyone. It was the guest you welcomed and then couldn’t be rid of. -Inej

“Wylan,” Jesper said, giving him a little shake. “Maybe your tutors didn’t cover this lesson, but you do not argue with a man covered in blood and a knife up his sleeve.”

“Play piano, too?”

“Flute,” said Wylan defensively .

“Perfect.”