Some nights, one wants to tell beloveds everything that's been waiting to be said. Some nights, a man needs flesh and blood and warm breath and a loving heart.
Janet MorrisDie never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.
Janet MorrisFor the gift of life, the only true thanks was in living fully, and facing death with honor.
Janet MorrisGods colliding, ethos and mythos trying to combine. The Sacred Band caught up in a whirlwind not of any god's devising: he and Niko had wanted to save twenty-three pairs of fated Theban fighters. Now everything feels fated and fighting oversweeps its boundaries of time and place and plane.
Janet Morris