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633 pages, Hardcover
First published April 12, 2022
“When we die, it does not take long for us to go back to the ground, to become what we were, once the spark of life has left us. So I do this to remind me, of where we came from, of where we are headed, and that this life is fleeting. Best to make the most of it. To fight hard and fierce.”
“Real courage is to feel fear, but to stand and face it, not run from it.”
“I am sorry,” Lif said.
“Do not be sorry,” Orka growled, “be better.”
“Brother. How have I had such good fortune to find these people, after so many years of loneliness and pain?”
“Life is a knife’s edge, and all can change with the thrust of a blade.”
‘“It’s rude,” Gudvar muttered, “and would not be so brave and foolish as to insult me if those bars were not there to protect it.”
I’m glad those bars are there to protect me, he thought.”’
“Are you Gudvarr?” the man asked him.
How do you know that? As if I would tell you, you sniveling oaf.
The man’s eyes bored into him with a fierce intensity.
“Yes,” he rasped.
“To grieve is to be trapped in a world of loneliness.”
“Svik should be more like me… He should make a stone of his heart.”
“I can see that would help avoid the pain of betrayal, true enough, but it also stops you feeling the joy of friendship or love.”
“Real courage is to feel fear, but to stand and face it, not run from it.”