Nobody's going to hand you anything. You don't get what you don't go after.

Crow paced back and forth, his form flickering like flame. "It's been a thousand years, Alister. I never intended for anyone to find it, so it's very well protected. One little misstep, and you and my line will be history." "Since when are you so concerned about your line?" Han said. Crow stared at him for a long moment. "Since I found out I had one.

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?

Like a stand of lodgepole pines in a gale Raisa's followers all went down leaving her standing alone....There's no shelter for me not from any of this. I'll stand alone the rest of my life. THE GRAY WOLF THRONE p. 163

Just a rat, she repeated to herself. After all, there were rats in the palace. Human and otherwise. Could be worse.

The human mind had a remarkable ability both to discount what it sees and make reality conform to expectation.

Crow walked toward her, arms outstretched like a man in a dream, which he was, in a way. Sometimes a dream is enough.