Breath belongs to Mehay. Ecl has no use for it.

I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to." (page 8)

Breath belongs to Mehay. Ecl has no use for it.

Aubrey's voice when he answered was soft. "I'm one of the reasons they wouldn't dare.

I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.

I wish to you sunshine, my dear one, my dear one. And treetops for you to soar past. I wish to you innocence, my child, my child. I pray you don't grow up too fast. Never know pain, my dear one, my dear one. Nor hunger nor fear nor sorrow. Never know war, my child, my child. Remember your hope for tomorrow.

Ever hear the expression "write what you know?" My version says "write what you want to know." If you want to know about the history of Spain, write about the history of Spain - fiction or nonfiction. If your fascinated by the old west, maybe your character lives there.