#warhammertober

The eternal slumber of the Demiurge.

" ' Such a thing it is, to write a book. I am tempted now to scratch whole sections out and begin them again, but then, that would result in a different book. What has been set down must be preserved. It can only be changed so much, until it is a new thing altogether, and the truth of its original nature lost.’ "

30. Malformation "I am become what I hated. I am become without end, without beginning. I am become unnatural. I cannot cross His boundary. I offend against His sense of… hygiene."

"‘You keep looking at my wings. Wings, I note, that you and your followers do not possess.’ Sanguinius scanned the men and women still waiting by the landing craft, then looked to the Emperor once more. ‘Do I bear these by your design or by some twist of misfortune?’ The Emperor looked at him with the keen eye of an inventor assessing a prototype, as well as the forgiving gaze of a father. A seamless blend. ‘You are exquisitely wrought,’ said the Emperor. ‘Exquisitely and pain-stakingly.’ Which was no answer at all."

"I would prefer peace but I speak the language of war perfectly."

"Always with regret, always with a tear and self- flagellation, but all the same Lorgar removed every obstacle between himself and his go."