Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.

Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death.

Take what you want, and pay for it.

Dance with her, and she will forgive much. Dance well, and she will forgive anything.

I surrender to it, and by surrendering, I control it.

Tonight you will eat fish. Tomorrow, you may die.

Thank you," the young mother said again. "Thank you." "The Black Tower protects," Logain heard himself say. "Always." "I will send him to you to be tested when he is of age," the woman promised, holding her son. "I would have him join you, if he has the talent." The talent. Not the curse. The talent.