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397 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 5, 2021
"If I could read humans� minds, I wouldn’t have ended up trapped inside a little girl’s finger bone."
"On this day, we honor her by denouncing the Raven King, bringer of the Sorrow, ruin of the Age of Kings. May his face remain forgotten. May history scorn his name."
"I wondered if I should pray. But the stars were gone, the Lady’s gaze obscured. I had no sign save the hundreds of voices chanting my name outside."
The revenant had devoured the populations of entire cities; it was also the entity who ordered me to eat my pottage.
They would martyr me themselves to satisfy their hunger for a saint.
“If there’s one thing I can always rely upon, it’s the reassuring dependability of human idiocy. Give your kind a century or so, and they’ll happily repeat the exact same mistakes that nearly wiped them all out a few generations before.�
“You must be popular at the nun parties. Do you have any friends? Just out of curiosity.�
Gray eyes, stark against a filthy face smeared with dirt and dried blood. The skin underneath ghastly in its pallor, surrounded by a tangled curtain of long black hair, snarled like a bird's nest with burrs and leaves. Overall, not the worst I had ever looked first thing in the morning.
I felt the revenant recoil.
"If we come across the priest, he won't recognize me," I pointed out.
"If the Clerisy sees you like this, they'll think you're a thrall!"
"My eyes aren't glowing."
"That isn't always a reliable sign," the revenant snapped.