I raged across the field, killing all before me. They ran when they saw me coming, and I chased them down, and killed them before they could take someone else's friend away from them.

I will kill him.” “Erra’s eyebrows rose. “You’d have to go through me first.” I shrugged. “I have to do something for a warm-up.” She laughed softly. “That’s the spirit. I do think you might be my favorite niece.

I could have fixed almost everything else, but death defeated me every time.

And men my prophet wail deride!

He gave an impression of coiled power, a contained violence that if released, would explode with terrifying intensity.

Syphilis. Lots and lots of magically delicious Syphilis.

And then what?" "I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.