The land does not burn where it passes. It melts.
It does not grow heads to survive. It grows them to remember.
Where lightning strikes twice, it is because Korthyrax has turned around.
“Every answer has already been spoken. You are merely arriving late.”
“Once I walked in silk and shadow. Now I am the shadow—and the silk is my hunger.”
“When the clattering stops, look up. That’s when he’s already chosen.”
“You don’t see Gorgadrith’s lair. You see the part of the world she hasn’t eaten yet.”
“The paladin raised his gleaming sword… and the bug looked at it the way a starving man looks at soup.”
“You hear the stone screaming before you see the eyes… and by then, it’s already too late to think straight.”
“The ground shivers first. If you wait to see the fin, you waited too long.”
“First the rope goes tight. Then the screaming starts.”
“The stones look the same… until one of them wraps around your legs.”