There is no life which does not possess its own importance, no life which may not be touched by greatness at any time -- Yes, be touched by greatness and have a hand in it. (from The Mirror of Her Dreams)

In accepting the Gift you Honor the Giver

Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.

I had no intention of pursuing either the characters or the setting further.

I respect my limitations, but I don't use them as an excuse.

Joy is in the ears that hear.

Where do you get dreams like this?