But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares.

"I am already married," she remarks to the empty air, twisting the ring on her right hand that covers an sold, distinctive scar.

Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much it annoys her.

The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.

It's a wonderful sort of feeling when people want to spend more time in a world you created.

You believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.

I have you here, all around me. I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel. I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, it does.