Reckon you're safe. If wishing did for it, every kid outside the Circles'd fly. I s'pose it's -

[ i'd like to have done more with my life.

a child's dream: slay the dragon, mend the hurt. raise the dead. save the day. it had taken three months of lifting his own stupid hand toward a rift, and wanting, praying for a broader scope. vanya hasn't found it. the street burned. and cedric,

(when we're called, he'd told barrow. i mean to have something to say.) ]

- I know how much we've been given. How much we owe. I trust, I guess... I have to trust that I'd still know that. That you would.