Sublime

We’re all just … men.”

Esto es todo lo que diremos por el momento. Si deseas más, busca estas aguas en persona y supera las pruebas que hemos creado. Solo así podrás granjearte nuestro respeto.

have nothing but my reputation!

‘Wrong,’ he said. ‘A happy man is too occupied with his life. He thinks he is beholden to no one. But make him shiver, kill his wife, cripple his child, then you will hear from him. He will starve his family for a month to buy you a pure-white yearling calf. If he can afford it, he will buy you a hundred.’

a death becomes real or material because it has been allowed in. A death spreads as words into worlds.

Yerin chose. She decided who needed to die and made it a reality. This wasn’t revenge. It was an execution. In a world that still seemed frozen, Yerin pulled her sword back almost casually. An image in the sky mimicked her movements. Not a sword. A vast, black scythe. “Die,” Yerin ordered. She brought her sword down in a simple overhand chop. And