The wife was dead. She heard it in the words; dead but not dead, as her mother had been for most of her father's life; dead but not dead. She hadn't understood it before she had lost her own wives, lost Deidre's beautiful baby, her first baby, the child she had dared call son.
You could learn to hate the living, if you had to. You could learn to force them away, or force yourself away, from the things they stirred. Not so the dead. The dead would never again irritate by ugliness or pettiness or simple change and age; they were like the steel of the Sun Sword, tempered in fire.
For just a moment, his hands on hat and hair, she wondered if there would ever be a time, again, when the living drove her, not the dead.
And she hated herself for wondering it.
- MICHELLE WEST, The Shining Court
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Almost done with this third installment and it looks as though it should get close to a perfect score. It certainly looks like the Sun Sword if fantasy's best-kept secret! You can download the first two volumes for about 11$ and you should do so ASAP! Can't think of a more worthy investment! =)
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