Akkarin: I watched the first woman I loved die. I dont think I can survive losing the second. Sonea: I love you too.

Happy endings are a luxury of fiction

So what were you [Sonea] and Dorrien discussing before?' Akkarin asked. She turned to regard him. 'Discussing?' 'Outside the farmhouse when I was buying the food.' 'Oh. Then. Nothing.' He smiled and nodded. 'Nothing. Amazing subject, that one. Produces such fascinating reactions in people.

Cery: So, Hem, tell me why I shouldn't see how many holes I need to make before you start leaking money?

What was I thinking? Of all the assistants I could have wound up with, why did I have to choose the one with the scary mother and troublemaking in his bloodlines? I am doomed.



Great. She shook her head. Not only am I having conversations with myself, but now I'm refusing to talk to me. This has got to be the first sign of madness.

I wound up studying art and design, got a job at Lonely Planet Publications as a designer, cartographer and illustrator.