Guilt Was The Grease In Which The

You Know, I Never Imagined There Were He-dryads. Not Even In An Oak Tree." One Of The Giants Grinned At Him. Druellae Snorted. "stupid! Where Do You Think Acorns Come From?

People's Whole Lives Do Pass In Front Of Their Eye Before They Die. The Process Is Called "living".

If It Wasn't For The Fun And Money, I Really Don't Know Why I'd Bother.

...the Proliferation Of Luminous Fungi Or Iridescent Crystals In Deep Caves Where The Torchlessly Improvident Hero Needs To See Is One Of The Most Obvious Intrusions Of Narrative Causality Into The Physical Universe.

Everyone Is Reading What They Like And That's A Good Thing.