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1 " It’s never a nice cottage in the woods. If I ever find a witch with a house made of sweets, I’ll give her a hug. "
― Rebecca Crunden , The Man and the Crow
2 " The tome weighed more than all of their schoolbooks combined and smelled musty, like a shop filled with things much older than themselves. Each page looked one breath away from breaking, and the boys took great pains not to damage the book. "
― Rebecca Crunden , Haze
3 " The world doesn’t seem so bad when even you can smile. "
― Rebecca Crunden , These Violent Nights
4 " Enlil was good at everyday magic: potions, curses, blessings, and divination. It was Aris who could do the fancy stuff. He was the one who had mastered folding space and time, levitation and enchantments. Together they were strong, but being a crow was definitely an obstacle, and much of what they could otherwise have achieved was limited. "
5 " Despite everything, over the years they’d both perfected the art of falling apart one at a time. When Enlil doubted, Aris comforted; when Aris spiralled into despair, driven near mad by being cursed for centuries, Enlil kept searching. It’s what they’d always managed to do, and they were so close to the end that even sleeping had become nearly impossible. "
6 " Just because our world is wrong doesn’t mean people don’t enjoy the binds which are holding them in. At least their binds are safe. "
― Rebecca Crunden , A Touch of Death (The Outlands Pentalogy #1)
7 " By the time they were finished, noses and cheeks red with cold, hands and feet aching, lungs ready to burst, they were both exhausted, but their spirits were somewhat lifted. Even if they should fail, even if they should die, it would not be for lack of effort. "
― Rebecca Crunden , A Promise of Return (The Outlands Pentalogy #3)
8 " Angel wings were stunning. There was nothing birdlike about them. They were nearly reptilian. Sinewy. Feathers like satin and metal, bone like armour made from earth. Weapons and transport, beautiful and deadly. "
― Rebecca Crunden , A Game of Wings and Marks
9 " Perhaps ghosts didn’t haunt places. Perhaps ghosts haunted people. "
10 " People said that the sky used to be bright with stars, that sailors and wanderers could find their way home just by using the sky as a guide. It wasn’t a sky he’d ever seen himself. Ames had grown up wearing a mask outside and popping cough medicine like breath mints. "
― Rebecca Crunden , Dust & Lightning
11 " Thom leaned back, regarding him appreciatively. 'Is there a word in Radian for captain? I've always wanted to know.''Kefale. Although such words have long gone out of use. There are no captains in Joro nowadays. No kings.Thoms lips twitched. 'And yet you are my captain.'A look of pure, unadulterated love changed Riddle's normally stoic face into the most open and vulnerable of expressions. 'If I was to ever bow before a king,' he murmured, 'it would be only you.''May the armies of Crown and Council tremble,' said Thom with a small, somewhat hysterical laugh. "
― Rebecca Crunden , A Time of Prophecy (The Outlands Pentalogy #5)
12 " Learning to protect yourself isn't violent,' he countered. 'Being unable to defend yourself and dying because you're useless or too scared to move - that's violent. We have to fight to stay alive in this world. It's not easy inside or outside the Kingdom. "
― Rebecca Crunden , A Dance of Lies (The Outlands Pentalogy #4)
13 " Arguments are arguments with or without luck. Sometimes life is disgustingly unfair. It doesn’t change the fact that you have to keep trying to live life as you want it to be. If we let the pain destroy us, there’s no hope for anything. "
14 " What do you want to do?'She tilted her head to the side in thought, marvelling at the strangeness of the question. Did she even have any right to want to do something? She wasn't a ruler or politician. She wasn't even a rebel, really. She was just a runaway fugitive who'd learned how to shoot and fight back. "
15 " He let his mind wander, mental lists lengthening in his mind's eye. But plans were much easier in controllable situations. Wars and rebellions were impossible to control. "
16 " I was raised to believe in many things,' he said in perfect Cuttish, 'but the most frightening of all was the belief that beyond a pile of stones and metal lived a kingdom of demons and death. It is what I believed until one night, a little girl wandered across my brother's path. What I have come to learn in the last few years is that there is no difference between the people of the Outlands and the people of Cutta. We have all been attacked. We have all lost family. We have all been hated for senseless reasons. I do not want a war, but I want a future. A world where we can all live good, whole lives. Where there is no fear, no starvation, no war. And perhaps the best way for this to begin is to work together to ensure that in the process of stopping them, we so not become them. "
17 " If there was one thing Thom had learned a long time ago, it was that prisons could look like anything. Some looked like cells with nothing but white walls to stare at; some looked like camps or cliff-side buildings with pens and arenas; some looked like fighting rings or rich manor houses or small shacks in the middle of the forest; some were of your own making, others forced you there against your will, some were inside your own mind. And still others looked like a palace. "
18 " You look good,' she offered. 'Better than you used to.''More freckles?''More freedom. "
19 " I don't know why I thought things would be simpler out here.''The wilderness fools you.'"it fools all,' said Riddle. "
20 " Perhaps it should have been a warning of the bloodlust he now felt inside his veins. Perhaps he should have known then, as he watched from behind the trees, that even without bloodying his hands, they were bloodier than most. "
