I Don't Really Like Fairies.

You Married Elora?” “yes, Briefly.” Oren Emphasized How Fleeting It Had Been. “we Were Wed Because We Thought It Would Be A Good Way To Combine Our Respective Kingdoms. Vittra And Trylle Have Had Their Disagreements Over The Years, And We Wanted To Create Peace. Unfortunately, Your Mother Is The Most Impossible, Irrational, Horrible Woman On The Planet.” He Smiled At Me. “well, You Know. You’ve Met Her.

It's A Hard Life, But It's The Only Life We Have. And Sometimes-' He Pointed To A Bright Flash Of Lightening, Its Jagged Light Stretching From The Sky To The Ground, '-it's Still Beautiful. Sometimes You Find Something That Makes This All Worth It. And When You Do, You Hang Onto It For As Long As You Can.' He Turned To Me, Shrugging One Shoulder. 'that's The Best You Can Do.

If Peter Pan Had Been Real, He Would've Gone Mad And Killed Everyone In Neverland.

Princess." He Smiled Up At Me, But It Was Weak. "if I'd Known That This Is What It Would Take To Get You To Hold Me, I Would've Collapsed A Long Time Ago.

My Mama Didn't Raise Any Fools And She Didn't Raise Any Heroes.