R.F. Kuang

“Don’t be silly. I am not a god,” he said. “I am a mortal who has woken up, and there is power in awareness.”

She realized that Jiang showed her these things because she would not have believed them if he’d merely told her they were possible. He was building up a background of possibilities for her, a web of new concepts. How did you explain to a child the idea of gravity, until they knew what it meant to fall?

They weren’t two parts of a whole, not quite, but they came close.