A love fueled by greed is destined for a filthy collapse; its failure is the only thing it truly harvests.”
I finally see it: the ‘love’ was nothing more than a disguise for the hate that was eating you alive. How tragic, how hilarious.
*"Quite right! Ari, all this endless radiance is thanks to you—a brilliance that brought nothing but a truth that should never have been spoken.
Mocking them? Scornfully deriding the very slaves who forged golden statues in your honor? What sheer inadequacy!"*
She wrenched her bloody dagger from his flesh, flashing a bitter, disdainful smile.
"The one thing you taught me well is how to recognize who stands in my battle, and how to weigh them all.
Then, she laughed.
“It seems you haven’t seen me at all! The one who could have flipped your entire chessboard upside down—even if she were bound by limits.”