Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Crรณ, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear
There is no folly like the folly of the wise.
All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.
Happiness is the highest form of wisdom.