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Hopebreaker

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Lifemaker

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Dustrunner

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Skyshaker

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“I have a handful of keywords that I try to live by. One of them is: Joy. Everyone needs more joy in their lives. Maybe that means changing job to one you truly like. Maybe that means moving to another country to start a new adventure. Maybe it means forging ties with people who make you truly happy. Maybe it means creating joy in others. For me, one of the many things that brings me joy is writing. I am blessed, and very thankful, that I get to do this for a living.”

“The silence just allowed the echoes of the question to play out in Nox’s mind, reminding him of his own unwinnable war against the never-ending tide of conmen and criminals. He was trying to clean up these parts, but every time he rubbed away a stain, he found another layer of dirt beneath. So, you could give up—or you could keep on scrubbing.”

“Jacob couldn't really hear the sound of the other landships over the humming and cranking of his own. He heard the whistle of steam coming from the pipes and the latching of the iron tracks as they clicked into place. He heard gears adjusting, the rhythm of the pumps, the revving of the engine, and the fuming of the furnace. He also heard Andil’s heavy breathing, and he heard his own heart’s heavy beating.”

“The abyss was awake, and its entire population was stirring, some to flee, some to investigate, but many, all too many, to feed. Fishes with fangs came. Bulbous bloated creatures came. Shelled monsters with massive jaws came. Things that defied description came. Every form or shape that stalked the nightmares of a child lurked there in the deep, and they all descended on the Lifemaker, no eyes to see, but many mouths to taste.”

“As the vessel fell, the pressure rose. The hull creaked as if held inside the crushing fist of a giant, or the chomping maw of a giant fish. The most senior officers were unperturbed by the groaning of the metal, for they knew that the hull was thick and could withstand the terrible pressures of the deep, but the confidence of many others was shaken when bolts burst out of their holdings, striking walls, breaking the glass of gaslights, and even hitting members of the crew with a most violent force.”

“There are two types of discipline. Discipline that destroys and discipline that preserves. The Regime is the former. It disciplines through fear and control, through pain and punishment. To it, discipline is not about self-control, but controlling others. The Resistance is the latter. We employ discipline to ensure that our goals, the preservation of our nation, and of the human race, are achieved, with swiftness and success.”

“The Hope factory was menacing in the distance, for it was one of the few buildings that somehow managed to present itself through the smog. Its hulking form consumed almost all of the horizon, and its many pistons, pillars, chimneys and flumes ate into the heavens. For the parts of the sky it could not reach, those towers sent up endless streams of smoke, and this smoke devoured the natural clouds and left an unnatural haze in the heavens. The factory was a greedy mass of brick, a ravenous form of iron. As much as it gobbled up all the landscape, it threatened that it might eat the onlookers too.”