Battle scars from the war of good versus evil have a unique beauty all their own.

That don't look good," Kramisha said. "Not good at all." She paused and then her eyes went from me to Heath, whose attention was so focused on me I swear he didn't look like he would notice if a giant white elephant in a tutu danced around the room. "Ain't that the human kid who was down here before?

What dark secrets do you keep hidden from the world? Where would you go if no one could find you? What would you do if no one could see you?

Can't we kidnap Old Jethro, force him to help us, then vanquish him and the healer?" Bran choked on his drink.

merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again

If its got tires or testicles it's going to give you trouble

I felt like I was hobbling, like one oof the old crones from Act I of Macbeth - God knows my hair felt scraggy enough that I must have looked the part.