I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty o — Pierce Brown, Red Rising
I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty o — Pierce Brown, Red Rising
I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty o — Pierce Brown, Red Rising
I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty o — Pierce Brown, Red Rising
I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty o — Pierce Brown, Red Rising
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I still remember the flush of blood in her cheeks as she danced. She was all the raw colours of life, the crude beauty of nature. I am the human concept of beauty. Gold made soft and supple in man's form.

— Pierce Brown, Red Rising
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