Fate Is Fickle, And The Company Of

There Are Enough Cowards In The World Without Killing A Brave Creature For So Little Reason.

The Land Of Dreams, That Mystical Realm, Where The Oddest Of Visions Appear, Come Wander Through Scenes Of Joyful Peace, Or Stampeded Through Nightmares Of Fear. Dare We Open Those Secret Doors, Down Dusty Paths Of Mind, In Long-forgotten Corners, What Memories We'll Find. Who Rules O'er The Kingdom Of Night, Where All Is Not What It Seems? 'tis I, The Weaver Of Tales, For I Am The Dreamer Of Dreams!

Where's The Point In Fighting And Slaying If You Can Make A Friend Out Of Anybeast Instead Of A Foe?

You Love Young Ones And Babes, I Know This. The Young Will Always Befriend And Admire You...all The Young Ones Of The Earth Belong To You In Friendship. Be Good To Them. —breeze, To Sunflash The Mace

Courage Is The Moment When An Ordinary Being Becomes An Extraordinary Being.