If I lived by some code, my actions would become predictable. The enemy would take advantage of this and Iโd be killed. An honorable death doesnโt exist. Death is death. But itโs funny that survival and revenge require the same thing: no honor codes, no supposed higher principles to aspire to, no mercy
Frank BeddorWhen I give the go ahead, go ahead," Alyss said, the jungle gym having come to a stop less than a gwormmy-length from her face. What? the four General Doppels cried at once. Run when I say so.
Frank BeddorHow's our young guest?" he asked. As docile as any child could be, wearing a drug-delivery system as she is," said one of the ministers. She constantly demands to see her mother," said another, "and somewhat less constantly demands that we return her homburg to her.
Frank BeddorRedd stared at the bald head bent down before her. How refreshing Vollrath's sacrifice was. He didn't beg for his life. He didn't embarrasss himself with groveling or sniveling, or appeals to her nomexistent mercy. Thinking that he might still be helpful in finding her Looking Glass Maze, she said, "I'm feeling generous today. You get to live.
Frank Beddor