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

“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?”