When You're The Leader, Everything Is Your

Do You Hate Me Because I Have Magic?" "of Course Not." "do You Love Me Despite My Magic?" He Thought A Minute. "no. I Love Everything About You, And Your Magic Is Part Of You. That Was How I Got Past The Confessor's Magic. If I Had Loved You Despite Your Power, I Wouldn't Have Been Accepting You For Who You Are. Your Magic Would Have Destroyed Me.

The Training Of A Mord-sith Takes Years - To Learn To Handle The Pain. I Guess It's Also Why Only Women Are Mord-sith, Men Are Too Weak.

Many People Must Be Ruled To Thrive. In Their Selfishness And Greed, They See Free People As Their Oppressors. They Wish To Have A Leader Who Will Cut The Taller Plants So The Sun Will Reach Them. They Think No Plant Should Be Allowed To Grow Taller Than The Shortest, And In That Way Give Light To All. They Would Rather Be Provided A Guiding Light, Regardless Of The Fuel, Than Light A Candle Themselves.

Cara Burst Into A Hearty Laugh. She Clapped Richard On The Back As He Walked Passed. "i Like Her, Lord Rahl. You May Keep Her.

But In The End, We Can’t Live Our Lives By ‘what If’ And ‘if Only.’ We Can Only Do The Best We Can To The Best Of Our Ability Based On What We Know. That’s Why The Truth Is So Important.