[Order through pain and Quentin can still remember dean Fogg's speech when he was enrolled in to Brakebills. Magic comes from pain, and the underlying theory that what sets them apart- what makes them special is how deep the pain goes and how willing they are to channel that pain in to magic.
It's bullshit.
Quentin's magic had never been better than it was when he'd been happy. Truly happy.]
What a load of dicks.
[Quentin pushes the pile of peanuts to Soldat and starts shuffling the cards again. He holds the deck out-]
no subject
It's bullshit.
Quentin's magic had never been better than it was when he'd been happy. Truly happy.]
What a load of dicks.
[Quentin pushes the pile of peanuts to Soldat and starts shuffling the cards again. He holds the deck out-]
Are you... okay? With that?