If You Have A Sword, And The

Life Is A Dream From Which We All Must Wake Before We Can Dream Again.

Nobody Tells Us How To Be Men. We Just Are.

For The Young, Death Is An Enemy They Wish To Try Their Strength Against. For Those Of Us A Little Older, She Is An Old Friend, An Old Lover, But One We Are Not Eager To Meet Again Soon.

The Wheel Weaves As The Wheel Wills

A Secret Spoken Finds Wings.