“Life is such a glorious trauma, is it not?”
— J.R. Ward“He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.”
— George R.R. MartinWith two fingers, I pick it up to examine it. The black leather of the dagger’s hilt shows signs of frequent use. There is something about this dagger. It looks familiar to me, but I can’t imagine where I could have seen it.
— S.G. BlaiseWith two fingers, I pick it up to examine it. The black leather of the dagger’s hilt shows signs of frequent use. There is something about this dagger. It looks familiar to me, but I can’t imagine where I could have seen it.
— S.G. Blaise