Stark looked strong and healthy and totally gorgeous. I was distracting myself by wondering what exactly Scottish guys did, or didn't, wear under those kilts when he turned to face me. His smile lit up his eyes. "I can practically hear you thinking.

Beautiful, see the cloud, the cloud appear. Beautiful, see the rain, the rain draw near.

that's as nutty as squirrel turds

What more could you want? How about dominion over this 'beautiful place'? Beauty doesn't last. Friends and family decay. Power is the only thing that goes on forever." Jack answered with his gut. "No, love goes on forever.

Like pleasure, beauty should be savored and enjoyed

I'll find you again. Even if it takes a hundred of those years.

Blood Leads to Humanity, Spirit Leads to Night, and Earth Completes.