Shards of Earth (The Final Architecture Book 1)

Just a moment’s peace, a moment’s rest. But he was denied that release. It just wasn’t in him anymore. The Intermediary Program had taken that part of his mind out. He’d signed a waiver for it and everything. The Program had affected all of them differently, but this was why he was such a good Int. Even when he wanted to give in to the darkness, he

“And if it’s not just for a bit? Nobody in the Parthenon is ‘employed,’ Kris. They don’t have jobs, they have duty. And you don’t get to pick and choose who you do duties for.

He felt they were suffering a loss of integrity, not physically but philosophically. Perhaps only his own waning belief was holding the ship to this side of existence.

What’s the point of making better people, if they’re still sad and afraid and lonely?”

“They train us to talk about it. They train us to heal, and not to deny we’re in pain. Rock-hard is brittle.”