"She looked at the people of her tribe, all bones and anger from the hunger. She looked at her husband, with his thin face and the quiet resignation in his eyes. She looked at their daughter, a miracle for having survived to four years old with the way things were." (Chief Rinkah vs. a man-made famine.)

[FE7] Despair can destroy a man, and make him callous to his own destruction. (Nergal-centric oneshot. Set near the end of his time in Arcadia.)

[there's something in you I believe in] Sharena, Lyon, and the fine art of being a one-woman welcoming committee.

Where the devil had Matthew gotten an orange?

Lyon is dead, Eirika leaves Renais to marry, and Ephraim is alone.

"The other mage generals can lay the mountains low, calm the sea for leagues. But Pent is…something else. Why him?" Louise doesn't need to justify her betrothal to anyone, but for the right person, she might try.

Under the ship, the rich smell of citrus from a crate of oranges overpowers the more unpleasant scent of death. Eliwood mourns his father's murder and Ninian understands better than anyone.