[Puggles] "What population signs on willingly for slavery?" "You mean other than wives?" [Glinda]

So she listened hard. And she began to evolve, because stories work their magic that way. They build conviction and erode conviction in equal measure.

And a puzzle is for the piecing together, especially for the young, who still believe it can be done.

The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew.

A man is called a traitor, or liberator. A rich man is a thief or philanthropist. Is one a crusader or ruthless invader? It's all in which label is able to persist.

Her sister's shoes. They sparkeled even in the darkening afternoon. They sparkeled like yellow diamonds, and embers of blood and thorny stars.

No one survives in times of war unless they make war their home. How did I get so old and wise, but for welcoming war into my house and making friends with him? Better to befriend the enemy and hang on. Something worse might come along, which might be amusing or might not.