The gods do make playthings of us. But it is we mortals who provide them with tools.
Finnikin of the RockBecause without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?
Finnikin of the RockThis was hell then; it wasn't anything to worry about: it was just his own familiar room.
Brighton RockIf they are persistent enough, even tiny drops of water, over time, can change the rock forever.
AllegiantThe wars not over, but this battle is. It’s time to pick up the pieces and move forward.
Hard as a Rock