The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.

"Learn what can, and cannot, be asked from destiny."

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.

The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.

I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.

Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.

Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything.