"The neck knows the noose, yet it still breaks when it's pulled taut."
[ Alas, logic doesn't work on Wyll Guardacuervo. He is a man of emotion before logic, and compassion before reason. He looks to Eden with sorrow in his eyes. ]
I understand you believe the Silver Court to care for we lambs, just as they would have us believe that our Makers are looking out for our best interests. But one may call a wolf by any other name, yet its fangs and claws remain just as sharp, and its taste for flesh and blood no less for it.
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"The neck knows the noose, yet it still breaks when it's pulled taut."
[ Alas, logic doesn't work on Wyll Guardacuervo. He is a man of emotion before logic, and compassion before reason. He looks to Eden with sorrow in his eyes. ]
I understand you believe the Silver Court to care for we lambs, just as they would have us believe that our Makers are looking out for our best interests. But one may call a wolf by any other name, yet its fangs and claws remain just as sharp, and its taste for flesh and blood no less for it.