Long ago I dreamed of being a hero in your company" Halli said Huskily "I'm sorry to say your reality disappoints me

What was it that drew you back? My marvellous personality, I suppose? Or my sparkling conversation?

listen, a goad's anything that provokes or incites an enemy --- let me have a go: cursed deamon! you have met your end! the shivering fire awaits you! i shall spread your vile essance across this hall like... um, like margarine, a very think layer of it... --- ye-es... im not sure he'll pick up on that analogy. never mind, keep going.

And then, as if written by the hand of a bad novelist, an incredible thing happened.

As an author, you need to keep talking to your audience to remind yourself what they like and what they don't like. You spend most of your life locked in a room, and you need to be social occasionally.

Her clarity gave her purpose and her purpose gave her clarity.

If anyone else asked that question, O He Who Is Terrible and Great, I would have said they were an ignorant fool; in you it is a sign of the disarming simplicity which is the fount of all virtue.