Please, ground, just open up and let me fall into an endless crevasse till I hit the center of the earth and combust. Please. Is that too much to ask?

I should have known the power-hungry slave drivers at River's Edge would see my five days of freedom only as a challenge to be filled.

Over my dead body, I thought. Yes, even immortals use that phrase. It has extra oomph for us.

Anytime you feel love for anything, be it stone, tree, lover, or child, you are touched by the Goddess's magick.

Heritage does not equal destiny.

I didn't know where this stuff was coming from - all of a sudden I was a little magickal sprite, bonding with my stone, feeling my earth roots, la la la... All I can is describe the way it felt. And that was how it felt. So sue me. Was I swaying? I felt like I might be swaying.

Please, ground, just open up and let me fall into an endless crevasse till I hit the center of the earth and combust. Please. Is that too much to ask?