Prepared to fly, even if she has to loose her legs to do it

There is no greater power on this earth than story.

Everything is randomly connected.

Adina appealed to the sky. "We asked for rescue and you sent us incompetent rockstar pirates with a broken ship and perfect abs?" "Thank you, God," Petra said.

Maybe that's what real friendship is -- getting so used to people that you need to be annoyed by them.

Mawah meenon ne le plus poohlala," I say with an affected bow.

In a world beyond this one, that river goes on singing sweetly, enchanting us with what we want to hear, shaping what we need to see in order to keep going. In those waters, all disappointments are forgotten, our mistakes forgiven. Gazing into them, we see a strong father. A loving mother. Warm rooms where we are sheltered, adored, wanted. And the uncertainty of our futures is nothing more than the fog of breath on a windowpane.