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Act only when the odds are on your side, Ayla. Gamble with bread and coins, not your life.
Justice was a god, and Ayla didn’t believe in such childish things.
She believed in blood.
She was so cold, and so tired of being alone. So tired of hurting.
Love was what made you invite death, wish for it, crave it, just so that you could be freed from your own pain.
Crier had been Designed. Crier was Made. But in the moment Ayla first touched her, Crier had learned what it felt like to be born.