I feared my own kind more than anything the natural world could ever threaten me with.

Besides, if there were no dragons of flesh and blood and fire, whence would come the idea for these stone carvings?

To be part of a family, or any community, is to have duties and responsibility, to be bound by the rules of that group.

Death is not the opposite of life, but the opposite of choice.

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.

THE HEIR OF NIGHT by Helen Lowe is a richly told tale of strange magic, dark treachery and conflicting loyalties, set in a well realized world.