A quaint conceit, don't you think?

Harrier twisted himself sideways on his saddle to stare at him [Tiercel]. 'You had a vision,' he said flaty. Yes. No. I don't know. I...Yes. No.

Honor was never taking the easy way when it was also the wrong one. Never telling a falsehood unless the truth was painful and unnecessary, or a lie was necessary to save others. Never manipulating the truth to serve only yourself. Protecting the weak and helpless; standing fast even when fear made you weak. Keeping your word.

You are human and mortal; we are the sum of our weak moments and our strong.

...Though drowned was just as dead as any other way of dying.

The hatched chick cannot go back to the shell, the falcon who has found the sky does not willingly sit the nest.

I try to use all of my senses when describing a setting, and try to think of everything that would impact a character in any given scene.