Dust of Dreams (The Malazan Book of the Fallen #9) - Page 461

Sechul Lath was silent for a moment, and then he sighed. ‘ Live is such a strange word. We know nothing else, after all. Not truly. Not… intimately.’

‘But will he?’

Sechul turned away. ‘I suppose so.’ He halted suddenly, cocked his head and then snorted. ‘Just what he always wanted.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘He’s got an eye on a Gate.’

Her laughter rumbled in the cavern, and when it faded she turned to Sechul and said, ‘I am ready to free the bitch. Beloved son, is it time to end the world?’

Face hidden from her view, Sechul Lath closed his eyes. Then said, ‘Why not?’