Quotes from Storm Constantine

Hating her and envying her would only shrink Pharinet's soul. She must fight overcome those unworthy feelings.

Let the angels keep their stark, beautiful purity; he would go to the land of his fathers.

Once he had spoken with the voice of Paraga, but now he was a vessel for all the elements. He was no longer human.

The presence that had come to him in the night, held him in etheric arms, had been Taziel, paving the way for a latter conquest.

The Witch clenched her claws in his brain. Be cool, he told her.

Breathless with anticipation, I let Livvy drap me in her cloths, giddy from the dabs of sharp scent behind my ears.

She was wary of her father, for she had seen him kill, but for her mother she reserved a quiet terror, blended with awe and a sliver of love. Although Amytis had never raised a hand against her, and rarely spoke sharply, the girl appreciated that, given the opportunity, Amytis was capable of being far more deadly than her husband.

For a moment or two I was afraid that some invisible net was closing in, tightening around me, and yet, on another level, I was relieved not to be alone.

He could do nothing but fall into Taziel's waiting arms, needing the reassuring, physical presence of another body.

As the stage lamps were turned up, these shapes were revealed to be pieces of scenery, mere suggestions of forms. To me, it became rocky land, devoid of moisture.

Nothing could be more perfect than this moment, but all too soon it is gone, burning out among the stars.

Our people rule this world behind a veil, believing themselves to be superior to the human race, but in truth they are dissolute, power-hungry and selfish. It is the same as if it was in the days of Kharsag, when you recognised that, Shem, and yearned to change it.

There have been many empires. None last forever.

You are a champion of mine. One day you'll return to me. We are one.

The most cruel thing about life, she thought, was not the fact that you aged and decayed, but that you appreciated youth and vitality only when it was too late.

He could feel the mounting power around him, familiar yet so alien. He could hear the sound of Othman's feet padding round him on the stone floor, which sounded more like the clopping of hooves. If he surrendered himself, he would be lost, yet the urge to surrender was great

You are doomed, all of you. What is the point of life, of so much suffering, for brief, butterfly moments of sweet intensity that are as fragile as their powdery wings?

In comparison to the loose, swaggery clothes of Taparak, Sacramantan attire had felt very uncomfortable to me, and the evening wear was even worse, but once harnessed into silk and sashes, I felt so adult and willowy, discomfort, was a minor concern.

Many dark rituals have been conducted to drive you along your path.

A vague memory stirred of a moonlit bathroom and blood, black in the moonlight, pooling on the floor. Jadrin shuddered and the boy opened his eyes. They were the colour of violets.

Sometimes feelings flow in directions we'd prefer they didn't.

This was the lure, the gem in the heart of the rock, he was sure of it. After years of practice he could sniff out items of interest very quickly.

He sensed that Lily and Owen were alive, but they had been seized by the same creatures that had killed Israel. And whatever had taken them wanted him, too. It was collecting Shem's followers.

A trick of the dawn light rendered the man's eyes a glowing band across his face. His mouth was smiling, but it seemed a mouth used to sadness.