to move the stones of

The Temple of Silence taught him this: you are not above your duty.You are the bound fist of a nation’s suffering. You are the knife to cut the rot from their wounds. But you are also part of the wound. The deepest, softest part of it; you are the start of an infection—you could be a killer or a simple fever. Your people are made of you and because of you. There is no greater shame on earth than what you are primed for. There is no greater failure than the ones at your hands.