Sweetheart, Never Listen To What My Enemies

It's Harder To Heal Than It Is To Kill.

I Suppose He Could Have Changed," Neal Said Dryly. "i Myself Have Noticed My Growing Resemblance To A Daffodil." The Other Pages Snorted. Kel Eyed Her Friend. "you Do Look Yellow Around The Edges," She Told Him, Her Face Quite Serious. "i Hadn’t Wanted To Bring It Up." "we Daffodils Like To Have Things Brought Up," Neal Said, Slinging An Arm Around Her Shoulders. "it Reminds Us Of Spring.

There Is A Saying In The Islands. Beware The Women Of The Warrior Class, For All They Touch Is Both Decorative And Deadly.-yuki

I Said I Fell Down. Ah. The Ground Bloodied Your Nose, Split Yer Lip, And Punched Ye In Th' Eye, All At Once. I Said I Don't Want To Talk About It.

But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I Like My Head.