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His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with teeth, but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion.

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
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Boston
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Fire sat unbreathing. A life that was an apology for the life of his father: It was a notion she could understand, beyond words and thought. She understood it the way she understood music.
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She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart she wouldn't have given him if she'd known the truth.
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Then she marched to the pillows and beat them mercilessly until they lay puffed out like obedient clouds.
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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.
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I push everyone I love away. He shrugged. I don't mind you pushing me away if it means you love me, little sister.
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It's as if when I open myself up to every perception, things create their own focus.
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And, he continued, his strange smile gleaming, as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my father. You murdered yours. Is that something you did with a large heart?
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If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories. Fire corrected him, in a whisper. The good memories.
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If I wanted to stun anyone at dinner, I'd hit them in the face.
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As she left the room, Po went to Katsa, pulled her up, sat himself in her chair, and drew her into his lap. Shushing her, he rocked her, the two of them holding on to each other as if it were the only thing keeping the world from bursting apart.
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If her enemies were Brigan's friends and her friends were Brigan's enemies, then the two of them could walk through the world arm in arm and never be hit by arrows again.
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I'm not good at love. I'm like a barbed creature. I push everyone I love away.
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What a horrifying notion, he said. A creature with the power to take over one's mind.
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Now we just need to find someone who is close to the king but is really a spy for Mydogg. That should be easy. I could probably shoot an arrow out the window and hit one.
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That's interesting, Bitterblue said. You think a conscience requires fear?
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While I was looking the other way your fire went out. Left me with cinders to kick into dust, what a waste of the wonder you were
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She groped forward, hands and feet, in search of darkness, distance and solitude.
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