Quotes About Julianne MacLean

How long was I asleep?" "Over an hour," the Butcher replied. "An hour? Surely not." "Aye. You were moaning my name and saying, 'Oh, yes, Duncan, yes, yes. Again, again...

Come, lass, I'll make a fire for us, and you can curl up in a warm bed of fur, and then I'll make a necklace for you out of all the pretty bones from the soldiers I murdered tonight.

will not be defined by my past, nor will I harbor bitterness toward those who wronged me. Instead I will pity them, for they do not know compassion or forgiveness.