Don’t let them see you weak.

He'd said the sun could burn me. It certainly looked angry enough, all orange and glowing mad.

As I dive between the legs of a big Gunnar, I see Mair wind up and slam her shockstick hard as she can between the V of another guy’s thighs. Falling, he makes a noise that I can’t say I’ve heard a human utter before, sort of like I imagine a puppy would sound being put through a juicer.

You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.

Yet sometimes being a friend meant letting people do things that hurt, like putting distance between you, just because it made them happy.

He's earned a lifetime of peace and happiness, but some people never get what they deserve. That's why there are saints in gutters and sadists in palaces.

Dying isn’t like living; it requires no effort at all.