There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, are as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as any Fae illusion. We can only aim at them, aspire to them, and hope not to get so lost in the shadows that we can no longer aim for the light.
Karen Marie MoningThe sun's nearly level with the horizon, right behind his head, making this weird halo effect around his faceโas if! I'm surprised he doesn't smell like brimstone. He probably has a red pitchfork and hides horns under his hair.
Karen Marie MoningLike sheep, sidhe-seers herd by nature, until you *want* them to go somewhere. Then they're all fluffy bottoms and broken.
Karen Marie MoningI can smell you, Ms. Lane," he said, even more softly. "The only blood on you is from your veins, not your womb." My head whipped to the left and I stared at him. Ok, that was one of the more disturbing things he'd ever said to me.
Karen Marie MoningSamhain had its origins, like many modern holidays or celebrations, in pagan times. As the sidhe-seers had been inclined to erect churches and abbeys on their sacred sites, the Vatican had been wont to โChristianizeโ ancient, pagan celebrations in an if-you-canโt-beat-them-and-donโt-wantto- join-them-rename-it-and-pretend-it-was-yours-all-along campaign.
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