The Last Hour of Gann

It's one slice of shit-cake after another with me, isn't it? Why did you marry me?" "God gave you to me." "Did you keep the receipt?" - Amber and Meoraq

Yet for all the aggravation of tending them, it was not so terrible an ordeal. He’d never kept a pet before and keeping close to fifty of them all at once in the wildlands was not how any man ought to begin, but he seemed to be having some success at it and he had to admit, he liked having someone to talk to, even if she couldn’t talk back.

I don’t know humans, but I know fools. And I know the surest way to encourage fools to follow a wicked man is to tell them not to.

If you cannot have an easy journey, have an interesting story.

Women are like handfuls of sand. They all rub up under your scales now and then, but the finest ones do put a polish on a man.

Meoraq swung around and raked his eyes over the whole of them. “Who dares order me to silence?” “I do,” said Amber. “Shut up.

Because you told me the truth, even when you thought it was something I did not want to hear. That is how I know how much you love me. I do not need to be told.

Father, forgive me," he thought, staring into the sky where the light of the sun stared back at him behind the clouds. "Truth does not care if it comforts her. But I do.

For now, his talk may be exciting, but it will pale with time. He will repeat himself and embellish on his lies, and doubts will grow. When we reach the temple and they see no reward for their wrong-placed faith, yes, it will be difficult, but they will come away stronger, for even the unkindest truth strengthens a man more than the prettiest lie.

The bad nights made the good ones impossible to enjoy; the good nights made the bad ones worse.

But once that question popped out there, it couldn’t be ignored. You couldn’t put toothpaste back in the tube; once you’d seen Waldo, you might as well throw the book away.

And the moral of this story is?” asked Amber, and immediately regretted it because it didn’t sound tough and bored at all, just snotty. “That everything looks small on paper,” Meoraq replied. “But in Gann’s world, shit happens.” The

It is a wife’s duty and pleasure to lessen her husband’s burdens.” “Says who, lizardman?” “Prophet Lashraq, as written in Sheul’s true Word.” “You mean a man wrote it.” “But

One for the Prophet, the wide open eye… Two for his brunt and the sign of the fist… Three for Uyane, the unclad sword… Four for Mykrm, the hammer of his law… Five for Oyan of the ash-stained leaf… Six for Thaliszar and the healing hand…

There is no night, however dark and filled with woe, that is not followed by dawn.

People make babies. People make the rules. And then people make up gods so they have someone else to blame when things don’t go right.” “No,

Did you mark that?" "Most of it." "Then I have your obedience." "I didn't exactly plan to go anywhere this morning, " she told him testily. "But, I wasn't lost. I was just hunting. And I wasn't in trouble." "Human, you are not yet out of trouble.

The world is filled with fools like S’kot, and worse, with the fools who let them act as wardens over them. They deserve each other. I don’t care what they think of me and neither should you.

Jesus Christ, really? How did you ever survive living with me as long as you did without having sex every other hour?” “With God’s aid alone,” he said seriously. “It was a terrible time.” “Just

will be difficult, but they will come away stronger, for even the unkindest truth strengthens a man more than the prettiest lie.” ‘Says

if you throw a man in a cage, he will spend the rest of his life fighting to escape. But if you tell him no one else in the world gets the cage but him, dress it up and throw in a few pillows, then he’ll walk in on his own.

you cannot have an easy journey, have an interesting story.

then, life is in the journey. If you cannot have an easy journey, have an interesting story.” “That