Ye Are Blood Of My Blood, And

But We Are Here, All Of Us. And We're Here Because I Love You, More Than The Life That Was Mine. Because I Believed You Loved Me The Same Way...will You Tell Me That's Not True? No, He Said After A Moment, So Softly I Could Barely Hear Him. His Hand Tightened Harder On Mine. No, I Willna Tell Ye That. Not Ever, Claire.

I Work On Multiple Projects At A Time Because It Keeps Me From Getting Writer's Block.

Gentle He Would Be, Denied He Would Not.

It Would Ha' Been A Good Deal Easier, If Ye'd Only Been A Witch.

Forgiveness Is Not A Single Act, But A Matter Of Constant Practice