3 Quotes by Kester Grant

This is how it started, with a sister weeping in her bed, a child so terrified she sold herself to a thief, a girl so lovely, the world went to war to possess her

Our mother the City is not a merciful mother,' she says as she gathers my hair in one hand. 'To be a girl in this city is to be weak. It is to call evil things down upon you. And the City is not kind to weak things. She sends Death the Endless to winnow the frail from the strong. You know this.

Do not cry for me, I am already dead.""No, not dead, the dead at least are free.