Power. Intoxicating. Like A Fine Wine.

Nothing Is More Terrifying Than Fearlessness.

My Dear Elinor, You Were Obviously Born Into The Wrong Story,” Said Dustfinger At Last.

So It's Happened, I Kept Thinking, You're In The Middle Of A Story Exactly As You've Always Wanted, And It's Horrible. Fear Tastes Quite Different When You're Not Just Reading About It, Meggie, And Playing Hero Wasn't Half As Much Fun As I'd Expected.

What Was A Slap For Ten Pages Of Escapism, Ten Pages Far From Everything That Made Him Unhappy, Ten Pages Of Real Life Instead Of The Monotony That Other People Called The Real World?

When The Heart Craved Something So Forcefully, Then Reason Became Nothing But Helpless Observer.