Like chaos in a glass cage.

What would I do without you?" "You'll never find out.

Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you?

It wasn't the tattoo that had changed her, had given her repossession of her body. It was her actions, her choices. It was finding the path when it looked like there weren't any paths to be found.

Do you ever wonder if what you look at is the same thing everyone else is seeing?' He went even stiller at her side. 'Sometimes I'm sure it isn't the same...but that's not so bad is it? Seeing the world in a different way?' Creative vision creates art' he motioned around the gallery 'that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's a beautiful thing.

You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.

I want to say that I really appreciate that readers are willing to work with my tendency to write in several different genres and for different age groups.