Mirage Somaiya Daud Quotes

You do not kneel or bend, I told myself. To anyone. You continue.

The blood never dies. The blood never forgets.

A cage is a cage even if gilded.

When night falls, come and visit me, For I have seen night keeps secrets best.

All may see the stars, but few will see their forebears.

You are lucky", she said. "Me?" "You know where you belong. You have your family and your traditions, no one is...is screaming at you to be something else.

I could want until I was dead and nothing would come to pass. Wanting never solved anything.

All of us have suffered one loss of another. All of us live in the shadow of that. And those losses do not absolve us of the choices we make.

The cruelty of men knew few bounds.

Sometimes," she said contemplatively, "all the paths lead where we would rather not go. Sometimes you can't outrun home or destiny.

You were alone." "Not entirely." My fingers wrapped around the charm. "I had hope.

Arinaas’s flame might char my skin and break my bones, but in the end I would emerge remade, newer and stronger and a version of myself no one could snuff out. I’d prayed for a sign, for hope, for a purpose in being sent to the Ziyaana.

The world never stopped for a single broken heart.

The dead are gone, and we survived.

I urge you to come on feet faster than the wind, Come and rise over my breast and take root in me and plough me. And no matter what befalls you while we're entwined, Don't let me go until you've flushed me thrice.

It's not about the teller," I said. "But the fortune. Good or ill, true or false, it haunts the listener.

When you are raised in a place like Cadiz, in a time like ours, you learned the signs. The absolute silence, followed by the soft, near imperceptible click of metal against stone. The soft whir of gears just loud enough to announce itself. The Vath rarely sent men to our homes. When they did—well. The cruelty of men knew few bounds. So there was some relief when the first body through the door was an Imperial droid, chrome and silver, its body etched in cruel, sharp designs.

And despite that - when the time came to choose between my life and yours, I chose your life, Maram." Her gaze was hollow and disconnected. "Why?" "Because you are our only hope," I said. "Because I saw something tremendous in you." Her head jerked up and her eyes widened. "What?" "You have the makings of a great queen, Maram," I said. "And I did what I could to save that." "Really?" she said hoarsely. She blinked rapidly. "Do you still think that?" "Yes.

I wanted Maram free. I saw the makings of a great queen in her, the traces of her mother's legacy in her blood. She had a shrewdness in her that would aid her, and a kindness that had rarely been given an opportunity to flourish.

She caught me staring and raised an eyebrow. "What?" "Nothing," I said, shaking my head. "You're just - you'll b a fantastic queen someday. You know that, don't you?" She widened her eyes, bewildered. "Because I can stand still in sunlight?" I laughed. "Yes. That's what I meant.

I love it when you realize you are about to be incredibly presumptuous," she drawled. "Few people have such a skill. Please, go on.

I'm sorry," she said. "Sorry?" "For... for the beginning. Nothing I do will change what I did. But -" "Sisters fight, sometimes." She coughed out half a laugh. "Sisters do not have one another mauled half to death by hunting birds." "You have not read enough Kushaila folktales if you believe that." A weak but real smile emerged on her face. "Do you... really see me that way? As your sister?" She wasn't looking at me, and instead focused on her hand clenching and unclenching around her mother's pendant. "I am the youngest of my siblings," I said at last. "My elder brothers always watched over me. And now - now I will try to watch over you.

The planet is mine.

The difficulty is in knowing when you have waited long enough, and when just surviving becomes untenable.