"When you're afraid, really afraid, you see things you never saw before, you pay attention to the world." - p. 183
That makes me think about adrenaline junkies.
...Sorry. I really do not even like Twilight anymore.
"You don't just mess around like that. You don't just fritter away all your luck." - p. 187
That concept of using up a certain lifetime luck quota reminded me of a semi-conscious notion that I've always had that everybody shares the same ratio of happiness to unhappiness. I like to believe that whether you die in infancy or of old age, everyone's time on earth shares an equal percentage of happiness. It's semi-conscious, of course, because now that it's completely conscious, I am forced to dismiss it. Babies... don't know happiness or unhappiness yet, really. At least I don't think so. They know comfort and discomfort, but they're babies, so mostly they're uncomfortable unless they're sleeping. That was sort of pointless, I guess.
Anyway, Azar is creepy. "Star light, star bright!" he says of the flares on page 205.
I'm not sure nursery rhyme allusions belong on the battlefield, real-time battle or otherwise.
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