Shadowheart

So we face our final hours...and all that was once certain has become uncertain. Except for defeat. That, as always, is the end of all our stories.

In bad times, a king or a queen can be a rock for the waters to crash against, so those less strong are not washed away. I will be such a rock. Only give me a chance, sweet Zoria, and I will be a rock for my people.

Why were men so caught up with their honor, their solemn word, their promises? Half the time the promises were never asked of them in the first place. And yet the wars that were fought over such things, the hearts broken and the lands ruined..!

And just like that, it all goes. You think it will never change but that’s a lie. Things can change in a day.

Now, ten or more years later, far away from her home or even any thought of having a home, she again touched the feeling from that long ago day, being alone but not lonely, of being solitary yet sufficient.

They were all becoming brothers, in the manner he had seen before: facing death together was the greatest of levelers.

Lead the way. Just remember that I'm not a very good climber." "Not very good?" Beetledown laughed. "Like a dog with one leg, to put truth to it.

tunnel into Ocher Bar, the long cavern below the Counting Room.