We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be.

Some people act like they're cool, / And others act like they're hot, / But both are trying to fool / The people who know that they're not.

All mortals tend to turn into the things they are pretending to be.

Patience and propriety. It was the only graceful thing to do.

You are an educated man. You know there are no such things as demons." Bast smiled a terrible smile. "There is only my kind." Bast leaned closer still, Chronicler smelled flowers on his breath. "You are not wise enough to fear me as I should be feared. You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.

I WOKE IN A BED. In a room. In an inn. More than that was not immediately clear to me. It felt exactly like someone had hit me in the head with a church.