6,395 Quotes About Fantasy

I have never seen anything like this,” Bayard said. “It is…strange. I almost do not want this power-to make a man an animal.

What he was hearing was truth, a truth he’d always known in his heart. The experience was almost religious. The condemnation, wrenched from a scapegoat, was a divine judgment.

His life was nothing. He was nothing. For a few scant moments, this revelation was spiritual in its purity and simplicity. He felt release.

He hurled out toward the battlefield, and someone called his name. Called him back. He did not heed it.

In the darkness beyond life, pain would end.

As he ran, he stripped off his uniform, unaware of the cold. The Magravandian cloth and leather burned him like gall. It was a symbol of all that destroyed him.

Strange, pulsing symbols appeared before his eyes, oozed past him. He neither ate nor drank nor slep, but still his strength did not diminish. It was almost as if something called to him, drawing him onward. The otherworld, perhaps.

Strange, pulsing symbols appeared before his eyes, oozed past him. He neither ate nor drank nor slept, but still his strength did not diminish. It was almost as if something called to him, drawing him onward. The otherworld, perhaps.

I have hung on with all my strength, but I feel it leaving me. I must give it to you.