Should you ever outrun the guilt within your past, Sorceress, you will have outrun your soul. When it finds you again it will kill you. - Steven Erikson

All that he has ever asked of us, of me, and Spinnock Durav, and so many others, he has given us in return. Each and every time. This... this is his secret. Don’t you understand, High Priestess? We served the one who served us.

You should have seen our last stands. They were something.
They were something.
Darkness, and then brightness – brightness like a summer day without end. He went there, without a single look back.

The soul knows no greater anguish than to take a breath that begins with love and ends with grief. But there are other anguishes, many others. They unfold as they will, and to dwell within them is to understand nothing.