See, I told you it would all work out,” Niniane said to Tiago.
“You are, as always, perfectly right,” Tiago told her.
She was his beacon to what others called decency, not because she told him how to act but because she made him want to try.
Thea HarrisonTags: dragos
My worst mistake ever. We should not talk about that penny any more, la la la.”
He pulled her hands down. “We’re never going to stop talking about it. That penny is one of my favorite memories.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Liar! You only liked what came afterward. You hated having your penny stolen.”
“True,” he admitted. “But I loved the note you left me.
How was your day?” she whispered.
“It went as expected,” he said. “Mostly. No one died. All of the sentinels went through to the next round, but then nobody believed anything different would occur. Graydon—” His gold eyes danced suddenly. “You know what a big motherfucker Graydon is. He turned into a gryphon, and then he just sat down and looked at his opponent, who forfeited. It was the fastest bout of the day.
Civilization was a dance, and the ancient Wyr were late to the ball. They donned masks and slipped with silent predatory grace into the ballroom. They watched with sharp eyes that glittered deep in the shadows behind their assumed facades, recording and learning the twist and rhythm of the dance, the social mores, when to bow and press their lips to the back of the hand, how to smile and say good evening, please and thank you and yes, I shall take more sugar with my tea.
All the while they noted the pulse that fluttered at the base of the dancers' necks, the scents of sweat and the quickened breath.
Assume you will make enemies. Work to make allies. Don't expect to make friends. Friends are a gift that happens over time.
Thea HarrisonNiniane thought she saw something odd as Aryal looked back at them. The harpy's eyes were narrowed, her angular face white with strain. Niniane might have been mistaken. Dangling upside down, everything looked wrong. People moved in weird ways, their smiles all turned down, and liquid spilled from drinks falling up. It was like looking in a carnival hall of mirrors in a dream.
Thea HarrisonNiniane gave the Vampyre a lopsided smile then looked at her hands. She couldn't possibly tell Carling that she thought the Vampyre was something precious and horrific, an enigmatic tragedy like the ruins of a historic battlefield.
Thea HarrisonWhat will the last syllable of recorded time be, and who will be the one to write it? No matter how long we live, we still wonder when our world will end and how.
Thea HarrisonHoly cow. She actually managed to get in two good, solid hits in a row. The sentinels were going to be high-fiving each other at her funeral.
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