My Advice To Aspiring Writers Of Fantasy

As For Me, I Had Found Love, And That Was A Gift Worth Suffering For.

Bran Held His Voice Leve. "in Time,you Will Regret These Words. You May Hold Me Captive Now, And Believe Me Helpless. But Each Foulword You Speak Of Her Brings Your Death A Little Closer." --bran To Eamonn

I Like The Truth, Even When It Does Trouble Me.

I Could Not Imagine Living Away From Sevenwaters, Away From All That Was So Much A Part Of Me. Maybe, If You Cared Enough About Someone, You Could Do It And Not Feel Your Spirit Torn In Two. But The Forest Keeps Her Hold On All Those Who Are Born There, And They Cannot Travel Far Without The Yearning In Them To Return.

More Like Some Small, Fierce Bird Of Prey, Something With A Sharp Bite. An Owl Perhaps, That Speaks Only When The Rest Of The World Sleeps. Jenny Will Do Well Enough.