“War sounds romantic, heroic even, until everyone you know starts dying.”

“War sounds romantic, heroic even, until everyone you know starts dying.”

“Okay, you must have forgotten that I know when someone's lying-it's one of my special, freaky priestess gifts, remember-the one you love to use until it becomes inconvenient for you? You can try to throw me off, but even half truths ring false with me.”

“War sounds romantic, heroic even, until everyone you know starts dying.”

“I prefer my justice to be blind.”

“I'm stone, nothing touches me-nothing.”

“I should love her like there is an ache that won't go away unless I'm with her.”