If You Look Hard And Long, You

If You Aren't Having Fun, If You Aren't Anxious To Find Out What Happens Next As You Write, Then Not Only Will You Run Out Of Steam On The Story, But You Won't Be Able To Entertain Anyone Else, Either.

No One Expects A Woman Busy At Her Sewing To Pay Attention To What’s Being Said Around Her. Nevermind If A Man’s Mother And Sister Showerd Them They Heard Everything While They Stictched, He’ll Still Think A Woman Who Plies Her Needles Saves All Her Brains For The Work. You’re A Far Better Spy Hemming Sheets Than If You Clank With Daggers.

Why Does He Speak Of Them That Way?" The Crow-man Wanted To Know. "they Are Humans, Just Like He Is." "i Don't Think He Sees Them As Just Like Him." Ally Explained. "he Is Foolish Then," Said Nawat. "there Are More Raka Than Bronaus.

Sandry: "there Has To Be Something We Can Do." Lark: "we're Mages. We Do What We Can, But Some Problems Are Too Big To Fix." Sandry: "then I Wish I Weren't A Mage. What Good Is Magic, If You Can't Use It To Help People.

You Haven't Been Bit Till A Dragon Does It.