The war is not over. And I promise you, friend, the true enemy won’t wait out the storm. He brings the storm.
The Long Night is coming and the dead come with it.
Not all girls are like you.
My watch is ended.
If you only trust the people you grew up with, you won’t make many allies.
First lesson – stick them with the pointy end.
When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies.
There is only one war that matters, the Great War. And it is here.