"The question then is, how much are you willing to give?"
I thought about all the battlefields, all the dead men and women I had seen, all the dying children and fathers and mothers I had held and sung to. I thought about my dead alistair, Vasili, about my brother, Xavier, and about Gregory Cobriana begging me to stop the pain.
And I answered, "Anything."
A breath later, Zane echoes my response with, "Everything."
Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, Hawksong
