The Waking Fire

I did wonder if I'd have cause to rue my action. Now I believe it can safely be filed under Necessary Regrets.

I’ve survived revolution, war and over a decade on this continent,” the Burgrave reflected. “But by all the ghosts of the hundred emperors, I think fatherhood will finally do me in.

Curiosity is also my worst vice, and once stirred one not to be denied.

a White breathing fire on a group of Spoiled kneeling in obvious supplication. An egg bathed in fire and cracking open to reveal the screaming infant Black inside, the flames fading to reveal an old man in a robe staring down at the fledgling drake with the expression of a proud father.

My finest student, and also my greatest disappointment.

By the time this report reaches your hands you will, no doubt, have received word via the Blue-trance of the

Wealth only has meaning if it is either enjoyed or invested,” she returned. “A miser is merely a pauper with fewer friends.

Our operation is unprecedented and its parameters highly dynamic.

there is no pain that cannot be endured and survived, no obstacle that cannot be overcome. All that is required is the will to succeed, a will that allows for no distractions.

I've survived revolution, war, and over a decade on this continent," the Burgrave reflected. "But by all the ghosts of the hundred emperors, I think fatherhood will finally do me in.

He turned, finding Captain Trumane standing at the hatchway, a certain amused satisfaction in his gaze. A man engaged in a constant search for the weaknesses of others, Hilemore decided. Perhaps the means by which he maintains faith in his own superiority. “Chief

A man engaged in a constant search for the weaknesses of others, Hilemore decided. Perhaps the means by which he maintains faith in his own superiority. “Chief

is a refusal to welch on a debt.

I expect the notions of personal freedom and representative government would appear radical to a slave of the corporate world.” “A

Somehow he knew it, knew the beast and whatever commanded it had tracked them from the Firejack to the Badlands and back again. And, although it was just a small speck, he could have sworn he saw the swaddled man perched on the drake’s back before it angled its wings and disappeared from view. —

Caution favours no-one in battle,

A miser is merely a pauper with fewer friends.