Writing is never, ever easy but I wake up every morning grateful for the gift of being able to do this.

Do you know the wish of your heart?" - The Darkest Road

... everyone knew that all islands were worlds unto themselves, that to come to an island was to come to another world.

What mortal knew the way their fate line would run?

We must be what we are, or we become our enemies.

We worship…the powers that speak to our souls, if it seems they do. We do so knowing there is more to the world, and the half-world, and perhaps worlds beyond, than we can grasp. We always knew that. We can’t even stop children from dying, how would we presume to understand the truth of things? Behind things? Does the presence of one power deny another? [p. 176]

Men made wagers with their judgment, their allegiances, their resources.