Evan Meekins

It had become their creation, and they all would know it.

— Evan Meekins

It's through the simple things in life, through its games, when our minds mature the most and we grow knowledgeable. It's also when the cloth masks of our outer, false personalities are torn asunder, and we are able to see every last blemish of a man's genuine character that they hide beneath... no matter how dark or obscene it may be.

— Evan Meekins

Let your dissent fuel you, your anger inspires you, your rage conveys you, and your fury strike a chilling fear onto the spines of your enemies.

— Evan Meekins

Love is not measured by acts or years, but by truth between two people.

— Evan Meekins

Miles raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Regan in Forgather; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all accounts, damned idea.

— Evan Meekins

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

— Evan Meekins

Some justice, though did not deal with kindheartedness or good feeling toward others. No, justice had a darker side, a gray area where it mingled alongside vengeance, and only the wise and pure of heart were able to tell the two apart. That kind of justice was swift. It was only called upon AFER mercy and morals fail. It was the darkest form of goodness known to anyone, even the gods, and required only the strongest, most daring men to bring about.

— Evan Meekins

The bleakest situations bring out the hospitality in all of us, but it's during the harshest we find out how strong we really are.

— Evan Meekins

The dominoes of fate are falling down as we are speaking, and Ferries knows what will happen when the last one crashes down.

— Evan Meekins

The festive music died down, and the granite pillars were replaced with rotted wooden beams as he continued down the alleyways. The scent of fresh flowers turned to mold, and the colorful mosaics of honor and nobility were nonexistent. Run-down tenements were shadowed by its surrounding buildings, as if the capital itself wanted to conceal its existence.

— Evan Meekins