We Didn't Make The World. All We

We Need Metaphors Of Magic And Monsters In Order To Understand The Human Condition.

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

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

I Had No Intention Of Pursuing Either The Characters Or The Setting Further.

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.