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Its a matter of honour, Indarin, said Lara, her tone sharp. Cant you see that? He nodded, his hands tightening on the wheel. Then one of them plucked at one of her braids, ready to undo it. Youve never faced it, have you? Powerlessness, hopelessness. How could I have dreamed youd understand? His brother was slumped on the ground and Lara rushed to his side and held him, trying to rouse him. Nice, Sam, real nice. Now I get it. Her mother laughed and waved her hand at the grotesque creatures leering at her from the posters and drawings covering the walls. I getall of this. I dont know what we did to make you hate us so much. Your father and I work very hard to provide for you girls— This morning. Its all over the news. Cecil dropped his backpack and flopped into the chair across from the desk. I knew you didnt watch the news, so I ran all the way here to tell you. Elayne shrugged.Radiant, I suppose. Isnt that how all pregnant women are supposed to look? Hard to tell though. Shes Feyna and imbued with more magic than most of us will see in a lifetime. She always looks radiant to me. Of all the wonderful pieces on display this year, one really stood head and shoulders above the rest. From the early designs and rough sketches, it was clear that something special was in the making. I will admit, I had concerns that the final version would not quite live up to the initial passion I saw in the first drafts, that a constant refining would dull its edge. This student did not just maintain that passion, but bordered on the obsessive, pouring dedication and precision to every brushstroke. Most importantly, this piece of art shows the very personality of this artist in intimatedetail, dealing with the darkness, wonder, and concerns of the self we all try and bury. Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the 1998 Varden Gleave is* * * Im only 12, points out Violet, as she gives in to a smile. She likes Eve immensely now. Magic shimmered through her body, making her tremble, making her want to sing for joy. You know why were here? asks Eve, her hands in the pockets of her coat. She looks clammy, despite the cold of the day. Is she okay, God? Freya, I mean. Nobody will talk to me about her, you see. They just want to forget. People always say that its better to talk about things and not bottle them up but thats what they want me to do whenever I mention it. They want it to not have happened. But it did happen, God. You know it did. He tricked us. Made us believe he loved us. All that talk of how special we were, what we could become – all those lies about greater truths and higher selves. I opened the sheet.Would you die for her? Ill trade Emma for you. Epilogue At the door to Haledrens cell, she stopped and a shiver passed through her body. The voice fell silent, listening to her, aware that she hovered outside. She stood on her tiptoes to peer through the grill. Haledren lay curled up on the floor, his head cradled in his hands, his face hidden. His body was pallid as a corpse in the half-light. They had not been kind while cutting his silvery braids. His scalp looked ragged and the wounds clotted with blood. When he let out a broken sob, his entire bruised frame shook with grief. Just tired. Ill be fine. Gabriel leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. I swear to you, I will make you smile at every available opportunity, my lady. But maybe, for now, you should rest. Shan didnt move like Shan anymore. Or rather he did, but every nuance of movement was exaggerated in grace, his abilities charged with lightning. Fighting a god, his eyes black as shadows, his body flowing between movements, while the Fellna seethed around him. They were helping him, healing and strengthening him, changing him..