There’ll be guys who were in wars hearing what we did and thinking, ‘Whoa.’ You and me, we can say, ‘You got yourself some medals solider? Yeah, well, I lived through the FAYZ.
Michael GrantTag: soldier toughness survivor tough fayz caine-quote caine-soren light-quotes
Who are you?’ Gaia gasped.
The girl froze for a moment.
Looked at her. Smiled and said, ‘Who am I? I’m the Breeze, bitch!
Tag: humor funny gaia breeze sassy sass breeze-quote brianna the-breeze
Who is it?" Gaia asked.
Would she know if he lied? He couldnt hesitate. "I think it's Edilio."
"Waht are his powers?"
"None," Caine said. And thought, Unless you count having courage to stand out there facing the gaiaphage.
"Then heep moving,Father," Gaia said.
"He does have a gun."
"Do you think I fear a gun?"
You should, you arrogant..."No, but I do," Caine said.
Shutup,Caine," Edilio said in a voice so soft it was almost a whisper.
Anger, a dangerous anger, flared in Caine. "Who are you to talk to me that way?"
"You've been the problem, Caine. From the start. You're the one who kept us from ever really being able to unite, to fight this thing, You and your stupid need to control everyone. Don't you come here now all sheepish, all head hanging down and tell me you're scared." Edilio stabbed a finger in Caine's chest. It was such a un-Edilio moment it surprised them both.
There's a plan B? Jack asked.
"You're another," Edilio snapped. "You're not going to tell me again that you won't fight, because I swear to God I'll shoot you myself.
Dont hurt me,'Caine whispered. He didnt have the will to look up at her.
Gaia laughed. "Have you seen Mother? I seem to have lost her.
The warrior who had gone out from the lake to save his people by slaying the evil one was now just a boy sitting in the dirt with his fingers in a mane of blond hair.
He stared at nothing. Expected nothing. Planned nothing.
Just sat.
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No es que crea que soy una especie de premio.
No, espera, eso no es verdad. Sí creo que soy una especie de premio. Soy inteligente y ocasionalmente graciosa y linda. No veo porque debería pasar largas citas con un tipo que se expresa en una sola sílaba y quiere ver películas de terror.
Todo el mundo tendría que tener defectos. ¿No es eso lo que nos hace interesantes? ¿No es eso lo que nos impide ser copias de carbón de los demás?
Michael GrantMientras algo exista, la nada es imposible. De hecho, es la nada la que no puede persistir. La nada da paso a algo. La nada que precedió al Big Bang fue erradicada. Nada se convirtió en algo.
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