Usef and I had fought on opposite sides of the Prisms' War, the False Prisms' War, the War of the Guiles. One of my best friends from the Chromeria killed Usef's first wife. And Usef had killed her in turn. Usef and I had ample reason to hate each other. Instead, we'd fallen in love. Two broken warriors tired of war.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
The Blinding Knife - Pg 291
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