For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always. These events, so distant in legend, play a part in shaping the very events we witness about us, each and every day.

Those that yield are not always weak

Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.

For every victory there is a price.

If I had to fall from Cassiel's grace, at least I know it took a courtesan worthy of Kings to do it.