What doesn't bend must break, when dooms are apportioned and destiny takes the lead. As it will now, and as it must, until this struggle ends.
Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall.
But we're dying here.
Time is so...fluid where I live
The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.
There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it when they see it; not the stomach to apprehend it as they do it. Most men, blind and dumb in their self-centeredness, don't betray: they merely disappoint.