If You Wish, I Shall Go Personally

Tell Me Who You Are. You Need Not Tell Me Your Name. Names Have Power, Even Human Ones. Tell Me Where You Live And What You Do With Your Living.

I Wondered What You'd Have On The Side With A Plate Of Deep Fried Anxiety. Pickles? Coleslaw? Potato-strychnine Mash?

...like A Grain Of Sand That Gets Into An Oyster's Shell. What If The Grain Doesn't Want To Become A Pearl? Is It Ever Asked To Climb Out Quietly And Take Up Its Old Position As A Bit Of Ocean Floor?

And None At All Has Ridden At The King's Side Since Aerinha, Goddess Of Honor And Flame, First Taught Men To Forge Their Blades. You'd Think Aerinha Would Have Had Better Sense.

Mice Are Terribly Chatty. They Will Chat About Anything, And If There Is Nothing To Chat About, They Will Chat About Having Nothing To Chat About. Compared To Mice, Robins Are Reserved.