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1 " Into the darkness of my mind, my soul, I stare. Nothing shall gather within the shadows. In the twisting nettles, the briars, the thorns, I feel the pain that makes me whole. Balm not the biting sands that sting my flesh, for in that sorrow is my joy. To suffer is to live. "
― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , King of Blood (The Masks of Under #4)
2 " To save her?” Aon was grinning behind his mask. Nothing else mattered. Nothing. “I will burn it all to dust. "
3 " Into the darkness of my mind, my soul, I stare. Nothing shall gather within the shadows. In the twisting nettles, the briars, the thorns, I feel the pain that makes me whole. Balm not the biting sands that sting my flesh, for in that sorrow is my joy. To suffer is to live.” Aon "
4 " Heed Our words, Our Oracle, We said. A queen shall rest in her temple, Alone, weakened, afraid. A king shall rise and seek her doom. But know this; It shall be friendship… That proves to be her undoing. "
5 " Let all the stars in all the worlds burn to dust; he would have the void swallow them whole before he would let her go. "