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“I am no Elite. And that is all you see when looking at me-everything I am not. So let me tell you what I am." She takes a deep breath, the scar above her heart rising and falling. "I am power earned, not gifted. I became one of you. Observant enough to pose as a Psychic, strong enough to survive your Trials. Over and over, I have proved myself worthy of your loyalty. "But I have faced far worse things than my own powerlessness." She lifts an arm, running fingers over the scar beneath her collarbone. "I once wore this carving with shame, but now it is proof of my survival. No ability could have withstood what I alone have." A smile touches her lips. "A king left his mark upon my heart, and now, I will leave mine across his kingdom." I've never seen something so beautiful, so bold, so blatantly right for me, for this kingdom, this hope of a united Ilya. And I fear I may forever be in awe of her. Looking at Paedyn Gray, I see a reckless sort of fearlessness, a power that swells from her vibrant soul. "The Plague runs through my blood, same as yours." Paedyn's voice is clear, carrying over the silent throne room. "But it did not bless me with strength, I took it." Stepping to the edge of the dais, she lets her gaze wander over the crowd. "I am Ordinary. Elite. A power of my choosing. And I will be your queen-all that I am and fiercely what I am not.”

“We eye each other, and for the first time since setting that crown atop his head, I think we might just understand each other. Because suddenly, I see myself in him again. Paedyn is not a right or a wrong, not something as simple as a yes or a no. She is confusion itself, a feeling unplaced, a color between black and white. Hell, she is my Silver Savior. And hating her is not as simple as it may seem. But for me, it is not loving her that has proven to be difficult.”

“And you think that's worth it? Losing yourself to an Ordinary?' ... 'Between the two of us, you're the only one who seems to care about that fact.' ... 'Of course I care.' My voice is rough, raw with emotion. 'I'm weak. I nearly died today and-' I place a hand to his cheek, turning his face towards me. 'Look at me, Kai. Look at what you chose to lose yourself to. I may have seemed strong in that throne room, but I always will be an impostor among the truly powerful.' He's shaking his head, hiding his gaze from me. Both of my hands are cupping his face now. 'I worry about you Malakai.' The sound of his full name has those gray eyes fluttering closed. 'If I die----' 'Stop.' 'If I die,' I repeat sternly, 'I need you to find something else worth losing yourself to. I won't let my impending death be yours as well.' I press my forehead to his, voice breaking as I say, 'Promise me that. Please.' 'Pae.' His voice is ragged. 'I would lose my life for you before finding something else worth living for.' His fingers weave into my hair, slide along the back of my neck. 'You are my inevitable. In life and in death.”

“I'm panting, heart pounding at the sight of its other half. Kai looks up at me, hands resting behind a head of black waves-I nearly fall to my knees before him. He has always been a prince, always a puppet for power or instrument of Death. But just as constant and formidably fierce, he has always been my home. In search of my comfort, it is him I crawl back to. Peace is the place he resides, and passion is a word I only understand when I look into his eyes. He is the freedom I cannot grasp. We are inevitable. We are tragedy.”

“I need you to find something else worth losing yourself to. I won't let my impending death be yours as well.' I press my forehead to his, voice breaking as I say, 'Promise me that. Please.' 'Pae.' His voice is ragged. 'I would lose my life for you before finding something else worth living for.' His fingers weave into my hair, slide along the back of my neck. 'You are my inevitable. In life and in death.”

“Everyone loses themselves to something. So make it worthwhile.' " ' And what did you lose yourself to?' ... 'Duty. Loyalty.' His lips quirk. 'A silver-haired pain in the ass.' 'And you think that's worth it? Losing yourself to an Ordinary?' ... 'Between the two of us, you're the only one who seems to care about that fact.' ... 'Of course I care.' My voice is rough, raw with emotion. 'I'm weak. I nearly died today and-' I place a hand to his cheek, turning his face towards me. 'Look at me, Kai. Look at what you chose to lose yourself to. I may have seemed strong in that throne room, but I always will be an impostor among the truly powerful.' He's shaking his head, hiding his gaze from me. Both of my hands are cupping his face now. 'I worry about you Malakai.' The sound of his full name has those gray eyes fluttering closed. 'If I die----' 'Stop.' 'If I die,' I repeat sternly, 'I need you to find something else worth losing yourself to. I won't let my impending death be yours as well.' I press my forehead to his, voice breaking as I say, 'Promise me that. Please.' 'Pae.' His voice is ragged. 'I would lose my life for you before finding something else worth living for.' His fingers weave into my hair, slide along the back of my neck. 'You are my inevitable. In life and in death.”

“I thought I'd known torment until it wrapped around her finger. No, torment is tangible, and it gleams atop her tanned skin. I stare, unblinking, at the symbol my brother slid onto her finger. It is binding. It is infinite. It is my undoing. A laugh threatens to slip past my numb lips. It's not as though she hadn't promised to be my ruin, hadn't already become my demise. She is the single most destructive thing I have ever desired, and yet, it is the diamond on her finger that will destroy me. I watch Paedyn through the gaps of a gawking crowd, just as I will for the rest of my life. I'll be forced to spend my days at her service but never at her side. In her shadow but never truly seen. In love with a girl I'd have bowed to long before she became my queen.”

“He inches towards me, head shaking and eyes roaming as though overwhelmed by what he is seeing. "Oh, bu you are my undoing. My deliverance. My downfall disguised as a deity". Anther slow step. "You are my ruin." I'm dazed, unable to do anything but let a smile tug at my lips. "Call us even. Call me crazy. I don't care. Just..." His eyes are pleading, brimming with emotion. "Just call me yours.”

“Love is the rock on which the temple of love can be built. Without love our house is built on shifting sand. Then you don't have a solid foundation for your life. When you make your life rooted in love, it will never collapse. Love is the only experience that defies death. Love is the only experience that knows no death. A man or woman of love are unafraid of death, because love knows something of immortal existence. A moment of love is a taste of the eternal. It is to know that there is something within, which is going to persist. No death can destroy it. There is no possibility of it being erased from existence. You simply know that it is so. The people who make their houses without the foundation of love, live empty lives. Life go on slipping out of their hands, and sooner or later death knocks on their door. They will not know what to do, because they will not know that something in them is going to survive, so there is no need to fear. Love makes one fearless. It means that you have known something of the deathless and immortal.”

“Live by body, Die by body. Live by mind, Never die. Death comes but once, Life comes every day. Now tell me what's braver, Spirit of life or fear of death! There is no afterlife, because there is no after, there is only life now. To live life conquering fear, is the ultimate divine vow.”

“Free speech is the bedrock of any democratic society, an indispensable force that propels us forward by fostering an environment where ideas, no matter how controversial, can be expressed without fear of reprisal. It is not merely a right but a sacred duty to uphold the principles of open dialogue, ensuring that diverse voices contribute to the rich tapestry of human thought. In its absence, we risk descending into intellectual stagnation, where conformity replaces innovation, and progress becomes a casualty of silence.”

“Burn my friend, burn, Burn so bright that the sun gets fried! Shine my friend, shine, Shine so bright that Rudolf goes blind! Smile my friend, smile, Smile so pure that flowers shy away. Love my friend, love, Love so drunk that Rumi himself lays the way. Fly my friend, fly, Fly so fearless that Tagore himself honors you. Live my friend, live, Live so unchained that time makes gospel of you.”