The Mercy of Gods (The Captive's War Book 1)

Until Tonner Freis had found a way to translate between them, and changed everything.

What you did with a tree branch, we did with you and countless others before you. Why me? is not something the universe ever answers.

“I think some important scientific questions have finally been answered. Alien life exists, and they are assholes.”

moiety

Later, when he stood in the eye of a storm that burned a thousand worlds, he’d remember how it all started with Else Yannin’s hand on his arm and his need to give her a reason to keep it there.

synesthesia.

We did not see the adversary for what he was, and we brought him into our home.

Anger is pain in a party mask.

The slow, low pulse of being alive kept making its demands, no matter what. However bad it was, however mind-breaking and strange and painful, the mundane insisted on its cut.