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

He Who Waits For The Sword To Fall Upon His Neck Will Surely Lose His Head.

Despair And Bitterness Are Not The Only Songs In The World

It Is Wrong To Ask For More Than You Give Freely. In This Way, We Come To Resemble What We Hate.

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.