Esdeath Quotes Romane & Geschichten

I hit the elevator button, and an old saying from that cranky old master of mine popped into my head: "If you're going to save someone, finish the job." If a soul like that got taken out by Death, it really would be a damn shame.

I shouted easing my sword in acknowledgment. All the warriors present did the same. There was no need to say his name. We all knew and understood. Next morning... “You look stunning,” Essex said removing a stray curl from my face. “I miss him every hour, minute, and second of the day,” I confessed staring at the reflection in front of me. “I know,” he sighed resting his head on top of mine. “Those that leave us never really leave us,” he said placing his hand over my heart. “Physically, yes. I do believe they are in every speck of dust, air, and all other things that surround us wrapping us in their undying love. We just have to open our heart to believing it,” Essex said whipping me around

"This isn't some video game, it's real, real life. ‎ ‎ I nodded slowly. I knew that, what more could convince me otherwise? ‎ ‎ "If we want to survive, we have to do everything we can, otherwise we're better off dead. ‎ ‎ "But if you don't get out of here, you will truly be dead, can't you see that? Chry, let's find another hiding spot." I stretched my hands a little and slowly pulled away the plank, then I poked my head out and scoured the environment.

"You can't give up." "I'm not giving up. I'm choosing quality over quantity. I have weeks. Maybe a month. I want those weeks to be good. Not sick from brutal treatments that won't work anyway. I want to die on my terms. Surrounded by family. At peace. That's my choice." Elara cries. "I can't lose you. You're my mother. The only real mother I've ever had." "You won't lose me. I'll always be with you. In memory. In lessons taught. In love shared. Death doesn't end that. You know that better than anyone. You died and came back. You understand that souls continue."

--- One of the architects behind everything. --- And somehow— --- He had survived. --- Not as a man. --- But as something embedded within the system itself. --- Elena stepped forward slowly. --- Every movement controlled. --- But her voice— --- Carried something deeper now. --- Something personal. --- “You died,” she said. --- Not questioning. --- Stating. --- The figure held her gaze. --- “Yes.” --- A pause. --- “And yet—here I am.” --- Because death— --- Was not the end for something like this.

He asked, his voice filled with mischief and I smirked. “Would you stop me if I wanted to?” I asked and he shook his head. “Now why would I do that? If this is what death feels like with you, I don't mind dying a million times by your hands.” He muttered and I smiled. Trust Ezreal to always know the right thing to say.

I state. *Fucking nailed it,* Dozer says, over mind-link. I draw a deep breath, feeling like the worst of it is over. When Bruce sits down and the dork Norman gets up, Mick paces in my head. “How many people have you killed Travis,” he asks. Cheap shot. I keep a straight face and don’t flinch. *Yeah we’ll leave the next body on his porch so he can see what trash we take out,* Shock says, over mind-link.

His hateful gaze burns into mine, a sneer curling on to his face. “She offered me something no one else can,” he spits. I kick his legs from under him and gain some distance between us. “What, death?!” I state. “Yes! We live in a cruel world; death won’t feel any different. So why run from the inevitable?” He scoffs coldly. “They’re all to blind to see it. Eldora, the Gods, Oracles, Qusayr - what is the point? We are vestiges of war, a means to an end. Nothing good will ever come from our existence.” He scoffs.

Death stared blankly and spoke in a slow monotonic voice. "I disagree with you about being passive. I do truly believe that this world needs equality, and that the way to do it shouldn't involve me playing executioner." Kahvis wanted to talk about how they disagree with the idea of equality being possible. They looked at Lucifer who was making a frantic expression of "Don't" on his face, which convinced them otherwise. "For now let's discuss the coming war if that's okay with you?" Kahvis asked. "Yes, I think that's a good idea." Death's tone still lacked emotion.

She shared the fact that the only reason she knew the obscure quote was through Bo, who at times would find other people words easier than his own. “The universe may forget us, but our light will brighten the darkness for eons after we’ve departed this world.” It was a repetitive quote, Oscar took a deep breath. “The universe may forget us, but it can’t forget us until we’re gone and we’re still here, our futures still unwritten.” Oscar could not remember the rest of the words, but he could see their effect on Bo. The taller man calms, his breathing moving at a steady pace through slightly parted lips.