Everyone stopped to blink at that for a second. I mean, come on. Impaled by a guided frozen turkey missile. Even by the standards of the quasi-immortal creatures of the night, that ain't something you see twice. "For my next trick," I panted into the startled silence, "anvils.
Jim ButcherHonest. It's almost always best to go with honest. It means you never have to worry about getting your story straight.
Jim ButcherYou think this is going to work? This peaceful summit thing?โ โSure,โ I said. After a second, I added, โProbably.โ โProbably?โ โMaybe,โ I said. โWeโre down to maybe now?โ I shrugged. โWeโll see.
Jim ButcherApocalypse is a frame of mind." [Nicodemus] said then. "A belief. A surrender to inevitability. It is a despair for the future. It is the death of hope.
Jim ButcherAh. Medieval-style ransom.โ Toot looked confused. โHe did run some, but I stopped him, my lord. Like, just now. In front of you. Right over there.โ There were several conspicuous sounds behind me, the loudest from my apprentice, and I turned to eye everyone else. They were all either covering smiles or holding them backโ poorly. โHey, peanut gallery,โ I said. โThis isnโt as easy as Iโm making it look.โ โYouโre doing fine,โ Karrin said, her eyes twinkling. I sighed. โCome on, Toot,โ I said, and walked over to Hook.
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