Jun 13
“Worst that happens, they hang me, and I’ll tell you, I’ve made my peace with a deal worse than a quick drop. I’ve near frozen, near starved, near been gutted in a lane by a man with a knife. A rope’s fast. Almost considerate, by comparison. And here’s the thought that keeps me warm on a cold job: the Spirit-Queen carries you over either way, noose or no noose, and she’ll not turn her nose up at a thief. She’s seen worse through her door than me. She’s no bloody magistrate.”
— Morach, finding comfort in the one judge he reckons won’t hold his trade against him.
