I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.
Jim ButcherScience, the largest religion of the twentieth century, had become tarnished by images of exploding space shuttles, crack babies, and a generation of complacent Americans who allowed the television to raise their children. People were looking for something - I think they just didn't know what. And even though they were once again starting to open their eyes to the world of magic and the arcane that had been with them all the while, they still thought I must be some kind of joke.
Jim ButcherHe seemed to be at that most dangerous of ages, where strength, skill, and confidence met naรฏvetรฉ and idealism; when young men skilled at the crafts of violence could be manipulated into employing those skills with brutal efficiency--and without questions.
Jim ButcherIf you can't stop the bad thoughts from coming to visit, at least you can make fun of them while they're hanging around.
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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