He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

Perhaps it's worth saying again: One reader's discomfort should never stand in the way of another reader's survival.

That was the whole point of being special: You existed to make sure everyone else behaved, but that didn't mean YOU had to.

Ah. So he's forgotten the most important rule of warfare. Which is... That nothing ever goes to plan.

And over all those sleepy weeks, the dream always ended the same way, with the dragon coming for the princess saying the same words every time.... "Face it, Tally-wa, you're Special.

There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.

I guess sometimes you have to lie to find the truth.