Notes on :
Brisingr
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'... For me a question unanswered is like a thorn in my side that pains me every time I move until I can pluck it out.' ... '... if that is so, you must spend every waking hour in mortal agony, for life is full of unanswerable questions.' |
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It is not my habit to hand out secrets like candied nuts on winter solstice. Especially not when they belong to others. |
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