Something Always Happens. You Still Have To

You Walk On Water, And Complain That You Can't Find Anything To Drink!

All The Drawing Lacks Is The Final Touch: To Add Eyes To The Dragon

She Tried To Walk Softly And Wished The Trees Wouldn't Stare At Her So.

There Is A Rule For Fantasy Writers: The More Truth You Mix In With A Lie, The Stronger It Gets.

The City Breathing, Burning, Living The Life Thy Had Preserved. Ten Million Lives And More. If Something Should Happen To All That Life - How Terrible! Nita Gulped For Control As She Remembered Fred's Word Of Just This Morning, An Eternity Ago. And This Was What Being A Wizard Was About. Keeping Terrible Things From Happening, Even When It Hurts. Not Just Power, Or Control Of What Ordinary People Couldn't Control, Or Delight In Being Able To Make Strange Things Happen. Those Were The Side Effects - Not The Reason, The Purpose.