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Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.

Janet Morris

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Janet Morris
Age: 78
Born: 1946
Born: May 25
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Janet Ellen Morris
Janet E. Morris
Gods
God
Fate
Weapons
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Fates
Wisely
Weapon

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You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god.
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You've been playing gods-and-witches again, that's clear.
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So well do I love you, I go to my god singing your praises. When I meet my father, I will tell him I fought beside you.
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Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything.
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Some nights, valor and cold purpose aren't enough.
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I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see?
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Now the Fates are here on the beach, three shadows blacker than black, walking through the dunes and looking for their own. Just shadows, lamb-white hands beneath black robes spun of tears, glide among the celebrants on this night wherein the spirits of Thebes have found a home, if serendipitously.
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Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.
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There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it when they see it not the stomach to apprehend it as they do it. Most men, blind and dumb in their self-centeredness, don't betray: they merely disappoint.
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Gods colliding, ethos and mythos trying to combine. The Sacred Band caught up in a whirlwind not of any god's devising: he and Niko had wanted to save twenty-three pairs of fated Theban fighters. Now everything feels fated and fighting oversweeps its boundaries of time and place and plane.
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Gods and politics are the tools with which the godless and unprincipled manipulate the gullible.
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