A Man's Dreams Are A Maze Even

But It Was An Ending.

You Have Made A Place In My Heart Where I Thought There Was No Room For Anything Else. You Have Made Flowers Grow Where I Cultivated Dust And Stones. Remember This, On This Journey You Insist On Making. If You Die, I Will Not Survive You Long.

Maybe There Would Be A Tinker City Someday, Too. They Would Buy Up All Of The Colored Dye, And Everyone Else In The World Would Ave To Wear Brown.' -mat

Storms Rumble Beyond The Horizon, And The Fires Of Heaven Purge The Earth. There Is No Salvation Without Destruction, No Hope This Side Of Death.

Let The Dragon Ride Again On The Winds Of Time.