I Refuse To Repent, And I Won't

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

Engaged In A Fiery Dance, Their Bodies Were Linked And Seperated By The Flashing Blades. At Times They Nearly Touched, Taut Skin Only A Hair's Breadth Away, But Then Momentum Would Whirl Them Apart, And They Would Withdraw For A Second, Only To Join Again. Their Sinuous Forms Wove Together Like Twisting Ropes Of Windblown Smoke.

These Books Are My Friends, My Companions.

Eragon Started As Me But Ended Up Evolving Into His Very Own Character, .. Even As He Has Gone Through His Coming- Of- Age Story, The Process Of Writing And Publishing These Novels Has Been My Own Coming- Of- Age Story. There Are Parallels Between My Own Experience And Eragon's, But Fortunately, I Don't Have People Charging At Me With Swords.

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.