In Accepting The Gift You Honor The

Part Of Him Wanted To Weep... But His Purpose Was Rigid Within Him. He Felt He Could Not Bend To Gentleness Without Breaking.

I May Not Yet Be As Old As Dirt, But Dirt And I Are Starting To Have An Awful Lot In Common.

The Story Of Terisa And Geraden Began Very Much Like A Fable. She Was A Princess In A High Tower. He Was A Hero Come To Rescue Her. She Was The Only Daughter Of Wealth And Power. He Was The Seventh Son Of The Lord Of The Seventh Care. She Was Beautiful From The Auburn Hair That Crowned Her Head To The Tips Of Her White Toes. He Was Handsome And Courageous. She Was Held Prisoner By Enchantment. He Was A Fearless Breaker Of Enchantments. As In All The Fables, They Were Made For Each Other.

The Heart Cherishes Secrets Not Worth The Telling

There Is No Life Which Does Not Possess Its Own Importance, No Life Which May Not Be Touched By Greatness At Any Time -- Yes, Be Touched By Greatness And Have A Hand In It. (from The Mirror Of Her Dreams)