“Yael wanted to be like the Valkyrie maidens in the old Norse lore. Winged women who rode to war on the backs of wolves, choosing which soldiers lived and died. She'd thought she could death mean something, if she wielded it right”

“Yael wanted to be like the Valkyrie maidens in the old Norse lore. Winged women who rode to war on the backs of wolves, choosing which soldiers lived and died. She'd thought she could death mean something, if she wielded it right”

“The world was not just moving. It was alive. And it was ready to fight.”

“Why, yes. I am a strange wonder. The most special of snowflakes! Born out of time, forever running to catch up to it!”

“It was good that she remembered him, though it was exhausting to do so.No rest for the weary. Or the dying. Or the dead.”

“All secrets sound the same in the dark.”

“Hope could not outlast the breather. Love, however . . . Love was something not even death could conquer, because at the end of everything, even life, he was hers.”

“Healing hurt.”

“Cassiopeia? She was a queen long ago, in a different part of the world. The stories say she was very beautiful, but very proud. Too proud. She smack-talked some goddesses and got herself stuck up there for all eternity.”

“Kids with roofs and hot food have better things to do than play survival of the thuggiest.”

“Yael wanted to be like the Valkyrie maidens in the old Norse lore. Winged women who rode to war on the backs of wolves, choosing which soldiers lived and died. She'd thought she could death mean something, if she wielded it right”