Between Two Treasons

Unified by poison—by the power of the elder’s will—the ragged line of sorcerers dissolved, passing through a ring of tall stone stelae carved with human shapes. Nods and mumbled words shaped tenuous alliances along demarcations of homeland and creed. The buzzards found perches among the empty seats. This, Periphas realized, is why Eurytus waited. The humans would fight, exhaust themselves to within inches of death; then the centaurs would gallop in, laughing.

Periphas he knew the elder’s polemics by now as intimately as though they were his own. If she had nothing more to teach, why were they still walking?
Oil Fire

Oh, poor Enanatuma! We had been estranged long before my banishment. I had seen her only once since the day ten years ago when I had given up dancing and devoted all my energies to magic. I had done her a favor in return for the thousand kindnesses she and her father had shown me and had intended never to see her again. But she was still my sister.

For her to put up her blades would be like me giving up magic; it was unthinkable.
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Blighted Heart

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His eyes, shining yellow in the night, were the ones I remembered from the day I had lost my heart.