39 Quotes About Medieval-fantasy

There were just four things a woman could be (five at most): daughter, wife, mother, widow, and slut. That was it. There were no other roles for them—no free and independent women, no feminism, no selfsufficiency. If you didn’t like it, you could be branded a witch and executed.

Eventually the old herbalist realized that Jaimie had knowledge to share, as well. Two intelligent people can always find common ground.

Yes, Lilian Earton was a large woman. She was fat. There was no other word for it. But at the same time, there was something indefinable about her. Was it an inner light? A sparkle in her eyes? The way she spoke and moved and made things move around her? The man couldn’t have said exactly. He didn’t know the word “charisma,” but that was exactly what she had. She had personality that no layers of fat could hide. She was impressive.

Two intelligent people can always find common ground.

Do your duty and let the cards fall where they may.

The tall, thin serious man strode in, his dark cloak billowing so dramatically it threatened to extinguish the lamp flame with its draught. He advanced like a malevolent shadow consuming the dim orange light, filling the room with a presence almost more than human.

And at the end of seven years the Queen of the Faeries pays a tithe to Hell,” Aikin finished, as he joined them. “That’s what it says in ‘Tam Lin’.

Almost unbearably thicker than normal, sulfur polluted the air, entwining with the fog in an elusive dance. All this chaos woven together into a strange, alien rhythm: the thrill of battle.

He could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath his armor—flames were spreading, dancing to the perverted song of death. Screams of fear harmonized, a demented plea for mercy that would never be given. The song spiraled up with the smoke, polluting the air and stretching over the broken battlefield below.