Belief Made No Difference To The Truth.

It’d Be A Poor Kind Of World Where There Was Just One Explanation For Things. ---rhiow

A Warp," Nita Whispered. "a Tunnel Through Space-time. Are You A White Hole?" It Stopped Bobbing, Stared At Her As If She Had Said Something Derogatory. (do I Look Like A Hole?)

Blood In The Water I Sing, And One Who Shed It: Deadliest Hunger I Sing, And One Who Fed It- Weaving The Ancient-most Tale Of The Sea's Sending: Singing The Tragedy, Singing The Joy Unending This Is Our Shame- This Is The Whole Ocean's Glory: This Is The Song Of The Twelve. Hark To The Story! Hearken, And Bring It To Pass: Swift Lest The Sorrow Long Ago Laid To It's Rest Devour Us Tomarrow!

There Is A Rule For Fantasy Writers: The More Truth You Mix In With A Lie, The Stronger It Gets.

Something Always Happens. You Still Have To Promise Stuff Anyway. If You Have To Work To Make The Promises True... It's Like A Spell. You Have To Say The Words Every Time You Want The Results.