Wisdom and knowledge is everywhere, but so is stupity.

How am I going to make friends with these people if all I can think of is how easy it would be to rob them?

Nodding, Cery strode to the door and stepped through. Though the burly guards eyes him suspiciously, Cery smiled back. Never make enemies of someone's lackeys, his father had taught him. Better still, make them like you a lot.

He had given her too much. He had given her everything.

I have always been fascinated by the supernatural elements in stories, whether fairy tales, myths, film or literature.

It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.

Extending his senses, Lorkin tried again to hear his mother’s surface thoughts. What he picked up seemed too out of character, however. He must be imagining it. Though…it was also odd that he would imagine his mother thinking such a string of curse words.