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" Truths, yes. One after another, one boulder settling down, then another. And another. Blotting out the light, darkness closing in, grit and sand sifting down, a solid silence when the last one is in place. Now, dear fool, try drawing a breath. A single breath.
There were clouds closed fast round the moon. And one by one, gardens died. "
― Steven Erikson , The Complete Malazan Book of the Fallen
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" One needs to amuse oneself on occasion. Company is so very rare these days.’ ‘So when it arrives,’ Antsy snapped, ‘you treat it like dirt? Do you think maybe there’s a connection atwixt the two, you hoary lich?’ ‘Like dirt? I think not. More like…with amiable contempt.’ ‘You got a few things to learn about people, Jaghut.’ ‘Undoubtedly, Sergeant Antsy. Alas, I find myself disinclined to make any effort in that direction.’ ‘Oh? And what direction do you make your efforts in?’ ‘When I discover one I will let you know, if it proves of any interest – to either me or, of course, you. "
― Steven Erikson , The Complete Malazan Book of the Fallen
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" impossibly thin link with the Grey Swords. Each one had fallen to Anomander Rake, and this knowledge alone was sufficient, for it burned like acid, it stung like shame. They wore their masks, and as they fought, the painted slashes, the sigils of rank, began to fade, worn away by the fires of chaos, until upon each warrior the mask gleamed pure. As if here, within the world of this sword, some power could yield to greater truths. Here, Dragnipur seemed to say, you are all equal. "
― Steven Erikson , The Complete Malazan Book of the Fallen
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" A score of Seguleh, all that remained of the Second’s forces, formed one impossibly thin link with the Grey Swords. Each one had fallen to Anomander Rake, and this knowledge alone was sufficient, for it burned like acid, it stung like shame. They wore their masks, and as they fought, the painted slashes, the sigils of rank, began to fade, worn away by the fires of chaos, until upon each warrior the mask gleamed pure. As if here, within the world of this sword, some power could yield to greater truths. Here, Dragnipur seemed to say, you are all equal. "
― Steven Erikson , The Complete Malazan Book of the Fallen