What happens when we get back? I don't know. I guess we try and forget. I don't want to forget.

The realization that I’d have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired. Let them call the Peacekeepers and take us to the community home, I thought. Or better yet, let me die right here in the rain.

It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.

The rat was merely trying to sleep. Believe me, pup, if I had wanted to kill you we wouldn’t be having this conversation,” said Ripred.

Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

Tick tock, this is a clock.

Embrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you.