You love me?' 'Yes, you great lummox. I love you.' He lets out a sigh. 'Sweet Camulos! It's about time.

I am a handmaiden of Death. I walk in His dark shadow and do His bidding. Serving Him is my only purpose in this life.

Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them.

It takes a surprising amount of courage to place one's hand into an unseen area when your mind is thinking about vermin.

One heart cannot serve two masters.

I am left with the conviction that an avalanche would be easier to dissuade than that man.

In the distance a wolf howls. Let it come, I think. Beast will most likely simply howl back, and the creature will either turn tail and run or fall into line behind him, like the rest of us have.