Nothing That's Really Worthwhile Should Be Easy,

...i Made Some More Threats. I've Got This Big Knife Back Here." He Poked His Thumb Over His Shoulder. "it Attracts A Lot Of Attention Sometimes.

Behold The Drojim Palace," King Urgit Said Extravagantly To Sadi, "the Hereditary Home Of The House Of Urga." "a Most Unusual Structure, You Majesty," Sadi Murmured. "that's A Diplomatic Way To Put It." Urgit Looked Critically At His Palace. "it's Gaudy, Ugly, And In Terribly Bad Taste. It Does, However, Suit My Personality Almost Perfectly.

I'd Really Like To Go With You, Agachak. Truly I Would...but I Just Can't." "i Don't Understand. Why Not?" "i'm Not Allowed To Leave Home. My Mother'd Punish Me Something Awful If I Did..." "but You're The King." "that Doesn't Change A Thing. I Still Do What Mother Says. She Tells Everybody That I'm The Best Boy Ever When It Comes To That." Agachak Resisted A Powerful Urge To Change This Half-wit Into A Toad Or Perhaps A Jellyfish.

...zedar Was Gone...as An Owl, Though, I Was Able To Drift Silently From Tree To Tree Until I Caught Up With Him...he Wasn't Really Hard To Follow, Since He'd Conjured Up A Dim, Greenish Light To See By --and To Hold Off The Boogiemen. Did I Ever Tell You That Zedar's Afraid Of The Dark? That Adds Another Dimension To His Present Situation, Doesn't It? He Was Bundled To The Ears In Furs, And He Was Muttering To Himself As He Floundered Along Through The Snow. Zedar Talks To Himself A Lot. He Always Has. ...i Drifted To A Nearby Tree And Watched Him --owlishly. Sorry. I Couldn't Resist That.

Now's The Time To Be Alive - To See It All Happen, To Be A Part Of It. That Makes The Blood Race, And Each Breath Is An Adventure.