Quotes from Storm Constantine

He felt as if he'd somehow stepped out of time. Whatever was going on, he was slipping between its events and effects. He was beyond it, outside of it.

All those who would understand the ways of wyrd must tread this path. You must strengthen the light within you, for once it burns brightly, it will illumine your way forever. There is already a tiny flame within your heart. The same flame burns within every human breast. Can you feel it? Can you see it with your inner eye?

It was hard for her to equate this slim, beautiful young man with the scruffy yob she usually encountered. The transformation confused her, yet she sensed Owen was completely in control of how he appeared to people. That unnverved her. It made her think he was, therefore, not to be controlled by her.

The voice was spined with sarcasm, but there was a fearless confidence about it that filled Shemyaza with angry terror. He felt helpless, hanging there within the crystal, enveloping the lightless chill of the nameless presence.

This was the true madness of the Strangeling. I realised there was no risk of attack, none at all. Danger here was a radically different concept to any that I was familiar with. It would be very easy to give oneself to the unreality of this place.

He had sent one of his licky-spits 'round, a lily-fleshed human boy with the glassy-eyed stare of the perpetually supped.

It was the first time I had heard him speak at all and the sound of that single word was surprisingly light and musical.

Her satiny insults meant he had ruffled her feathers more than she cared to admit.

An incredibly ancient creature, albeit not so much as to qualify for a position in the Parzupheim (although it was no secret he did much of their work for them), he looked as beautiful as raw light.

There was no serpent on the road, no sly hissing voice in his head, only his own doubts and fears.

Servants, drawn to witness the procession, bowed as they passed as if they were blades of grass and the sight of the royal woman was a scythe passing over the field.

How could she have felt afraid of the sea? It had demonstrated its power because it was the primal form of all female power; she had always been kin to it. Now, it called to her.

The sacrifice of men guarantees we women still have these splendid domains to wander around, but we wander around them alone.

The boy whimpered in pleasure as Paliadion's teeth sliced into his flesh.

He wished Owen would move his hands. It was impossible to think when they lay upon his body.

She'd wanted to put him at ease, whilst also revelling in his discomfort. She couldn't understand her feelings.

Finnigin found himself outside on the street, his vision disturbed by swirling motes of light and shade.

Perhaps my own soulscape was trying to give me a message, but the illusion made me uncomfortable, and I closed my eyes to banish it.

Our final destiny has been revealed to us. We have only to follow it.

Why not live your adventure, seeing as you're stuck with it?

Beth and I read the message speechlessly; the unctuous words seemed to drip with Avirzah'e's innate sarcasm.

Let her be. We must wait for the time when she's mature enough to take on the role we have created for her. If we intervene before that time, we could ruin everything.

Are you just a bored man with too much money, who needs to while away the long hours of an empty life by mystifying people?

He breathes as I breathe, he thinks as I think, yet we are worlds apart. I cannot know his thoughts, and yet our skins are touching. How strange.