Orogene.” It’s petty, maybe. Because of Ykka’s insistence on making rogga a use-caste name, all the stills are tossing the word around like it doesn’t mean anything. It’s not petty. It means something. “Not ‘rogga.’ You don’t get to say ‘rogga.’ You haven’t earned that.

You pretended to hate him because you were a coward. But you eventually loved him, and he is a part of you now, because you have since grown brave.

Coldness would be reprehensible, horrifying. Compassion is worse, because it cannot be dismissed as evil.

There was nothing we mortals would not do when it came to protecting our loved ones.

Now she has someone who believes in her, trusts her, fights for her, as she is. So she will be what she is.

All things change in a Season – and some part of you is tired, finally, of the lonely, vengeful woman narrative.

Bronca smiles sadly. “Kinda glad I’m not the only one visiting Weirdshitistan, though.

We realized the old boundaries weren’t meant to keep the undesirable out, but to hoard resources within. And the hoarders were the core of the problem.

He has made his fellow citizens happier, and there is no finer virtue by the customs of this gentle, rich land.

But human beings, too, are ephemeral things in the planetary scale. The number of things that they do not notice are literally astronomical.