His eyes were green chips of flame, and the growl was so thick it blurred the air around him, the sound of a very pissed off skinchanger.
Lilith SaintcrowSometimes, as much as writing saves oneโs own life, you cannot imagine how it will save anotherโs. This is another reason why it is important to do the work, over and over again. It is food, the kind a soul needs.
Lilith Saintcrowmost of us, as we undergo the growing up process, do not get what we want or even what we should. We get what we have, and no more, and we find out how to make what we have work for us.
Lilith Saintcrow