Dreams Weigh Nothing. - Marie Antoinette

You Must Not Think Of Time As A Quantity, A Period, A Measure. Look At The Sky," Gwynneth Said. "the Moon Has Now Slipped Away To Another Night, Into Another World. It Was Not The Time It Was Here That You Remember, Faolan, But Rather The Luminescence Of The Air, The Blue Shadows Cast By The Trees In Its Light. It Was Not The Length Of The Time But The Quality Of The Moon's Light That You Felt And Remember." Gwynneth Paused. "it Is The Value, The Quality That Lives On.

We Are The Owls Of The Weather Chaw. We Take It Blistering, We Take It All. Roiling Boiling Gusts, We're The Owls With The Guts. For Blizzards Our Gizzards Dr Tremble With Joy. An Ice Storm, A Gale, How We Love Blinding Hail. We Fly Forward And Backward, Upside Down And Flat. Do We Flinch? Do We Wail? Do We Skitter Or Scutter? No, We Yarp One More Pellet And Fly Straight For The Gutter! Do We Screech? Do We Scream? Do We Gurgle? Take Pause? Not On Your Life! For We Are The Best Of The Best Of The Chaws!

Night Is Done, Gone The Moon, Gone The Stars From The Skies. Fades The Black Of Night Comes The Morn With Rosy Light. Fold Your Wings, Go To Sleep, Rest Your Gizzards, Safe You'll Be For The Day. Glaux Is Nigh. Far Away Is First Black, But It Shall Seep Back Over Field Over Flower In The Twilight Hour. We Are Home In Our Tree. We Are Owls, We Are Free. As We Go, This We Know Glaux Is Nigh.

Words, As You Well Know, Can Be Powerful. - Digger

He Didn't Know What He Wanted. He Only Knew What He Didn't Want.