I Own A Book,' He Thought, Delighted

Kvetha, Shur'tugal Greetings, Dragon Rider

He Closed His Eyes And Sank Into The Warm Dusk That Separates Consciosness And Sleep, Where Reality Bends And Sways To The Wind Of Thought, And Where Creativity Blossoms In Its Freedom From Boundaries And All Things Are Possible.

The Purpose Of Life Is Not To Do What We Want But What Needs To Be Done.

There Is No More Exciting Sport Than Flying, For If You Lose, You Die.

No Hunter Of The Sky Should End His Days As Prey. Better To Die On The Wing Than Pinned To The Ground. [saphira]