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“Sacrifice requires perfect awareness of destruction: if this clear-sighted attention is missing, there is no sacrifice. For technology it's enough to justify with claims about its practical utility.”

Quote by Roberto Calasso

Book:The Ruin of Kasch
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The Ruin of Kasch

This book is a work of fantasy, taking readers on an epic journey through a world filled with wonder and peril. The story delves into the ruins of the ancient city of Kasch, uncovering secrets and mysteries that have been lost to time. more

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Roberto Calasso
Roberto Calasso

Roberto Calasso is an Italian writer renowned for his profound insights into literature, art, and history. His works often delve into complex philosophical and ideological issues, earning him a dedicated readership. more

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“When she tricked me out of my powers and left the scraps, it was still more than the others. And I decided to use it to tap into the minds of every Night Court citizen she'd captured, and anyone who might know the truth. I made a web between all of them, actively controlling their minds every second of every day, every decade, to forget about Velaris, to forget about Mor, and Amren, and Cassian, and Azriel. Amarantha wanted to know who was close to me- who to kill and torture. But my true court was here, ruling this city and the others. And I used the remainder of my powers to shield them all from sight and sound. I had only enough for one city, one place. I chose the one that had been hidden from history already. I chose, and now must live with the consequences of knowing there were more left outside who suffered. But for those here.... anyone flying or travelling near Velaris would see nothing but barren rock, and if they tried to walk through it, they'd find themselves suddenly deciding otherwise. Sea travel and merchant trading were halted- sailors became farmers, working the earth around Velaris instead. And because my powers were focused on shielding them all, Feyre, I had very little to use against Amarantha. So I decided that to keep her from asking questions about the people who mattered, I would be her whore.' He'd done all of that, had done such horrible things... done everything for his people, his friends. And the only piece of himself that he'd hidden and managed to keep her from tainting, destroying, even if it meant fifty years trapped in a cage of rock....'' Those wings now flared wide. How many knew about those wings outside of Velaris or the Illyrian war-camps? Or had he wiped all memory of them from Prythian long before Amarantha? Rhys released my chin. But as he lowered his hand, i gripped his wrist, feeling the solid strength. 'It's a shame,' I said, the words nearly gobbled up by the sound of the city music. 'That others in Prythian don't know. A shame that you let them think the worst.' He took a step back, his wings beating the air like mighty drums. 'As long as the people who matter most know the truth, I don't care about the rest. Get some sleep.' Then he shot into the sky, and was swallowed by the darkness between the stars.”

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“If Taravangian killed a child, he'd do it not for vengeance. Not for fury. Not for wealth or renown. But because he sincerely thought the child's death was necessary. He would call it good, then? No. He would acknowledge it as evil, would say it stains his soul. He says... that's the point of having a monarch. A man to wallow in blood, to be stained by it and destroyed by it, so that others might not suffer.”

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