Sometimes Six And Six Make A Dozen,

The Oak Fought The Wind And Was Broken, The Willow Bent When It Must And Survived.

Two Hands. One To Destroy, The Other To Save. Which Had He Lost?

I Think That Quite Often You Can Only Find A Choice Between Bad And Worse. But I Think It's Worth Making The Effort, And I Like To Expose My Characters To That Sort Of Situation.

I Surrender To It, And By Surrendering, I Control It.

As He Did So, A Wind Rose Up Around Him, Around The Man Who Had Been Called Lord, Dragon Reborn, King, Killer, Lover And Friend.