661 Quotes by Storm Constantine

The power is in the land and in our blood, but we have lost that special connection with the sea. It has been severed.

It is like a tiny flame that cannot be stoked, for then it would be noticeable, but at least it keeps the death of belief at bay.

There was a feyness about him, something tragic, which might be his stolen heritage.

Memories were perhaps sweeter than reality.

He was eager and bouncy, like an overfriendly lion cub; tawny and golden and laced with hidden claws.

In her heart, the dark red of her wedding dress was the deep bloodied shade of mourning, heavy with lilies of the grave, and her hair was spiked with bleached bones. It must be Everna putting these thoughts in her head. She liked to talk about death, and seemed to find it more romantic than love.

History was a tapestry long in the making, and through time the threads would change.

An entrenched code of honor nestled uncomfortably beside his ambition and his lust for power. He had coveted this high, feral land, and now it was his.

I will not ask you to trust me. All I ask is that you dare to dream.