Dean F. Wilson

“When writing, there are some scenes that are emotionally overwhelming. They completely overcome the author, and only when they do this can they cause a similar reaction in the reader. Throug...”

“The candles were adored and worshipped like idols, for, after all, they invoked the gods of light.”

“She might've had the skill to get them out of the Hold, but God knew how she'd fare across the desert of Altadas. And God wasn't telling.”

“From this vantage point, Jacob noticed the distinctive emblem of the Resistance on a patch sewn onto the right shoulder of Rommond’s uniform. It showed a white equilateral triangle with two...”

“It was a long walk back to civilisation. Death was just a stroll away.”

“Nox didn’t say a word. He waited, counting the seconds in his mind. Sometimes you counted bullets and sometimes you counted time. Either one could kill you.”

“The Pure. It was all a fairy tale, something to give people hope. Real hope. Without it, they mightn't have held out for so long. They might've stopped fighting altogether. Yeah, just a fair...”

“The Hope factory was menacing in the distance, for it was one of the few buildings that somehow managed to present itself through the smog. Its hulking form consumed almost all of the horizo...”

“If the Regime had a factory producing Hope, the Resistance had a factory producing the tools of despair.”

“Be idealistic about the future, be realistic about the present, and never forget the lessons of the past.”

“Stories serve multiple purposes. At a basic level they are great entertainment, which is essential for living a happy and healthy life, but on a deeper level stories help us explore issues t...”

“We can bet on one thing in our flight, and that's that the Regime will be looking for us. Their maw is likely here in the west, where they know we're strongest. If you linger near the mouth...”

“Let me warn you again, in case your ghost ever tries to condemn me.”

“Silence fell with night, but Jacob couldn't entirely silence his racing mind, nor speed it up to the finish line.”

“They continued this deadly dance across the battlefield, played to the music of gunfire, which rattled them as much as it rattled the hulls of almost every landship in sight, and almost ever...”

“But then the war didn't always harden you on the outside. The desert did that. The war crisped you up within.”

“She looked at her right hand, where the index finger was cut to a stump. Some said she lost it in an accident, when she was playing soldier with a live grenade. Others said she was taught a...”

“That was the thing about bad dreams in the Wild North. You still had them when you woke up.”

“The truth of it was that time was healing his outer wounds, but time with Jacob was healing the ones inside.”

“They continued across the seemingly endless sands, watering every grain with their sweat, anointing every granule with their strain. In the hourglass of time the sands continued to shift, an...”