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I'm dying of boredom. Or maybe just dying.

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Megan Whalen Turner
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Boredom
Dying
Maybe

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All I wanted to do was lie in the dry grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you're halfway to Methana.
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This is the stupidest plan I have ever in my career participated in, Xenophon said. I love stupid plans, said Eugenides.
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The Lord of Rags and Tatters.
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It made Costis wonder for the first time just how much the stoic man really wants to hide when he unsuccessfully pretends not to be in pain.
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If I am the pawn of the gods, it is because they know me so well, not because they make my mind up for me.
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Why did you come if not to murder my king? I came to steal his magus. You can't, said the magus in question. I can steal anything, Eugenides corrected him, even with one hand.
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Her queen danced like a flame in the wind, and the mercurial king like the weight at the center of the earth.
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Then come out, said the king, helping him, knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.
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I was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it.
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I wanted Ambiades to understand that I considered myself a hierarchy of one.
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When we opened the doors, we saw that the entire room was scorched black and you were on the floor possibly dead, surrounded by broken glass. Window glass is expensive, you realize that? Yes, Your Majesty, he said meekly.
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I was listening, the king said, aggrieved. I closed my eyes to listen better. What did you hear? I'm not sure, he said. That's why I was listening so closely. I may have to ask the baron to repeat some parts of his report on his grain tax. I am sure you can arrange an appointment. I am sure I can too.
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I'll stop shouting. I won't sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.
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The younger one looked to be completely useless.
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She was the stone-faced queen, then and ever after. She had needed the mask to rule, and she had been glad to have it. She wondered if Eugenides was glad of his.
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As a ten-year-old boy, the Thief of Eddis could stop a grown man in his tracks with a single look. Where had that look gone?
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Who am I, that you should love me? You are My Queen, said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water into dry earth. Do you believe me? he asked. Yes, she answered. Do you love me? Yes. I love you. And she believed him.
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I want you to steal something. I smiled. Do you want the king's seal? I can get it for you. If I were you, said the magus, I'd stop bragging about that. His voice grated. My smile grew. The gold ring with the engraved ruby had been in his safekeeping when I had stolen it away.
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Today, she had yielded the sovereignty of her country to Eugenides, who had given up everything he had ever hoped for, to be her King.
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Ornon said, I have seen him jump across atriums four stories above the ground, a distance that would make your blood freeze, and I heard him once confess that he sometimes thinks the distance is beyond him. He always jumps, Your Majesty. The Thieves are not trained in self-preservation. I beg you would take my advice.
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