A very tiny piece of Connor Mac Niall’s journal (written many, many years after the events of Ravenmarked and Bloodbonded):
It changes a man, this battle. War. It changes a man.
You know that growing up. I wasn’t a stranger to violence. I started hunting when I was . . . I don’t know. Three? Four? My father taught me to use a knife early, and I remember helping him with tanning. I brought down my first deer when I was seven. Taking the life of an animal wasn’t hard. It was necessary. Still, it took a long time to stop shaking after that kill. But no steak before or since has tasted so good.
It was always repugnant to my mother. She’s Sidh. She never understood why I needed meat. But the human side of me craved it. I couldn’t understand how they could go without it, the Sidh.
I fear I’m a great disappointment to my mother. (more…)