142 Quotes by Susan Dennard

He feeds off their fear and fans it to flames.

Heart-Threads are not fated, nor are they necessarily singular. Like any relationship, a Heart-Thread is a choice you make.

Because,” Evrane said, “those who win wars are those who write history.

Safi ignored him – he was clearly an idiot.

Oh, the Bloodwitch named Aeduan was no longer bored. No longer bored at all. And now he had work to do.

But the cleaving Tidewitch didn’t care. His blackened eyes had latched on to Safi now. His bloodstained hands clawed up and he barreled toward her like a squall.

It was the circle of perfect motion. Of the light-bringer and dark-giver, the world-starter and shadow-ender. Of initiation and completion. It was the symbol of the Cahr Awen. Cahr Awen.

Safi was beyond anger. Beyond temper. This was her life now – forever running, forever changing hands from one enemy to the next until eventually the enemy severed her neck. It had been inevitable, really. Her magic had cursed her from the day she was born.

Stasis, Iseult det Midenzi told herself for the thousandth time since dawn. Stasis in your fingers and in your toes.