When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.
Kristin Cashore
If her ememies were Brigan's friends and her friends were Brigan's enemie's, then the two of them could walk through the world arm in arm and never be hit by arrows again.
life thought fire
Brigan was saying her name, and he was sending her a feeling. It was courage and strength, and something else too, as if he were standing with her, as if he'd taken her within himself, letting her rest her entire body for a moment on his backbone, her mind in his mind, her heart in the fire of his. The fire of Brigan's heart was astounding. Fire understood, and almost could not believe, that the feeling he was sending her was love.
strength courage feeling fire
Through an arrow loop in the wall she saw a familiar horse and rider tearing across the camp toward the healing rooms. Brigan pulled up at Nash's feet and dropped from the saddle. The two brothers threw their arms around each other and embraced hard. Shortly thereafter he stepped into the healing rooms and leaned in the doorway, looking across at her quietly. Brocker's son with the gentle gray eyes. She abandoned all pretense of decorum and ran at him.
fire
While I was looking the other way your fire went outLeft me with cinders to kick into dustWhat a waste of the wonder you wereIn my living fire I will keep your scorn and mineIn my living fire I will keep your heartache and mineAt the disgrace of a waste of a life
poem fire sad archer
fire sad
Part of avoiding thoughts about something was not encouraging opportunities for that something to makes itself felt.
pain hurt fire
Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die.
living right fire me hard die monster easy dying now
Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it.
understanding fire
Great! He has indigestion, so let's torture him with cake.
He held up a finger and went to the hallway, where he tripped over Blotchy, and then over the two monster cats madly pursuing Blotchy. Swearing, he leaned over the landing and called to the guard that unless the kingdom fell to war or his daughter was dying, he better not be interrupted until further notice.
Well. I always like it when you kiss me. Do you?You're good at it. Well, that's lucky, because I'll always be kissing you.
Some of the smartest men have a hard time comprehending the obvious.
Everyone wants a little bit of something beautiful.
Things don't ever stay the same. Natural beginnings come to natural or unnatural ends.
Men are daft around women, incautious and boastful.
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