To a happy war!" Their laughter flowed out into the night and reached into the pass through the Dancing Maidens, where it echoed around the mountains with all the insane glee of an army of pyschopaths.

To a happy war!' laughter echoed with all the insane glee of an army of psychopaths.

Thanks, Dad," she whispered in his ear. Then recovering her composure, she knelt before him and said, "I give thanks, my Father. May your decision be proved right and true.

But leave us some magic in the world. Leave us some mystery to enjoy.

If you reach for the stars, you just might land on a decently sized hill.

Madness was only a handicap only if you couldn't control its irrationalities.

One of the most important lessons she'd recently learned was that looking strong and confident was sometimes all the people required of you.