“I’ve had enough of this destiny bullshit, OK?”

“No. You see, the night works differently here than in the human realm,’ he continues. ‘Duwyn is a world of balance. Good and bad, light and dark – both must exist to keep the world in harmony.’Oh God, he’s going to give me a Pocahontas speech.”

“Hearing those words, I instinctively turn to my new keeper, regretting it, because for only the third time in my entire existence, tears are streaming down my cheeks.”

“You’re overly hostile, and that’s not a good thing. Pulsar, especially, are very controlled in their emotions.’‘So I’ve been told,’ I mutter.‘They’re like water: elegant, neutral in all feeling. You, though, you’re like fire: blazing, belligerent, existing on all feelings – so unsuited to being a Pulsar.’‘Maybe that’s why we clash so much, you and me, because we’re fire on fire.”

“Oh, right. I doubt this place has any delicious, fattening fast-food places, and maybe the Imperium doesn’t either. Yup, no McDonald’s, no Burger King, no Gino’s Pizza… Dear God, have I made a mistake coming here? I may be of small stature, but make no mistake: I am a glutton. On the other hand – possible franchise opportunity.”

“I’ve had enough of this destiny bullshit, OK?”