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"They flew high above savanna grassland. The sky was the deep cornflower blue of a sunny late afternoon on Earth, exactly the color of a sunny late afternoon on Earth.Only there was no sun. Whatever was lighting this planet, it wasn't a star."
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"Take a giant drink of natures endless stream let it spout from your mouth in words so serene."
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"Creatures, I give you yourselves," said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. "I give to you forever this land of Narnia. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. I give you the stars and I give you myself. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Do not so."
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"He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods, the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted."
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"A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with."
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"If men could fit water into their pockets, the ocean would be empty."
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"Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don't pluck them!"
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"Memory works in different ways for everybody. Different capacities, different directions, too. Sometimes memory helps you think, sometimes it impedes. Doesn't mean it's good or bad. Probably means it's no big deal."
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"Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me."
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"There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me."
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"Human judges can show mercy. But against the laws of nature, there is no appeal."
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"He made sure his tone remained casual. He was trying to keep his son unaware of the encroaching alien invasion for as long as he could, be it another day or another hour. Once innocence was lost it was never regained.So he took his son fishing and strolled along the river and pretended as though the galaxy wasn't on fire."
Parenting
"God, she was beautiful. Hair a tangled mess, clothes torn, lips pale and swollen, skin streaked in dirt. And she was so damn beautiful and flawed and perfect."
Beauty
"Laches faded away, leaving Miriam standing facing Hyperion, the Metigen who had orchestrated the slaughter of over fifty million people a short year ago.There were limits to even deals with the devil, lines which should never be crossed but she was beginning to wonder when she might find one."
Ethics
"Mia stood between the bed and the broken window, holding an active plasma blade at waist-height in front of her. A thick coat of blood stained the plasma nearly from hilt to tip, hissing as it dribbled from blade to floor."Are you all right?Mia gave her a wan, distant smile. "It's okay. I've done it before."
Conflict
"From up here, the city below looked calm. Peaceful. Serene.It was a lie. Mia could feel the lie in her bones, in the foreboding creeping along the fine hairs on her skin. But mostly she could feel it in her head, where preparations were underway across Romane to meet the coming chaos."
Awareness
"You're insane."It'll work."Which does not alter the fact that you are insane."
Insanity
"His punch knocked her back a meter into the wall. His fist had moved of his own volition, carrying a rage and frustration all its own. To his dismay, she didn't fall. People so small as her always fell.No tears pooled in her eyes; instead they flared golden amber as she rubbed her jaw and pushed off the wall to stand rigid straight. A peculiar smile danced across her lips as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth and down her chin."
Violence
"In the space of a breath he had crossed the distance separating them and spun her around into a vise grip from behind. Somehow, the gun was out of her hand and in his. He locked her arms between them and raised the gun to her temple. His voice resonated low and dangerous at her ear. "Just so we're very clear. If I want to kill you, I can kill you."
Danger
"In the corner of her eye she caught her daughter's shoulders drop as Alex exhaled with uncommon soberness. "So you trust me, and you understand that I will never do anything I think might hurt you.Miriam stopped outside the armory and pivoted to her daughter. "Alex, what have you done?"
Trust
"Blood drummed in her ears and adrenaline coursed through her veins, driving her to move. To act. Her hands trembled against his chest.Time vanished out from beneath her feet, one accelerating second at a time."
Action
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