A slow, knowing smile came over Keirah's face. Her heart filled with happiness, believing the Gwarda gypsy sitting next to her at this very moment was worthy of her beloved sister.

We all have scars, Wharick. Mine happen to be on the the outside, " Kathel answered but knew what he said wasn't entirely true. He bore scars on the inside as well.

I'll thank you now, Kathel, " Keirah whispered. Placing a simple, soft kiss on Kathel's lips, she turned and walked away toward her cabin, leaving both men stunned in her wake.

Their eyes drifted directly behind her. At the same time she felt the presence of a rather large, imposing figure, then the sudden heat permeated the air around her. He's behind me, isn't he?

Even though he knew both of their hearts were taken by others, he recognized beauty when he saw it and appreciated it as any male would.

Even among the ugliness of evil that resonated throughout the green hills and flowering landscape, Northbrook was simply breathtaking to those who took the time to appreciate it.

I'm pleased to know you realize she is mine, gypsy. Care to explain why it is that I find you here in the Gwarda arena and touching what belongs to me?

You're causing the world to spin again, Keirah, " Wharick teased about her druid gift with nature. "You out of control? Do you need something to settle you down? he asked.

You may run from the calling, but, you will find no real peace until you fulfill your destiny.

Truth was she liked that he came after her. She liked the thought of being under submission to him in an intimate way. It was a welcome desire which Wharick alone sparked.

I do not belong to anyone! Certainly not to a self-centered, brute of man, err...being or whatever it is you are, person!" she fumbled.

Jesus Christ, it's like living with Stevie bloody Nicks, ' I said, 'only without the cocaine, which would be more fun.

For Jesus the home is not what defines the table

I forgive myself for having believed for so long that... I was never good enough to have get be what I wanted.

Dreaming is a journey through wonder, surprise, and freedom.

People decided that I was the frat guy, even though I've never been inside a fraternity, or the guy who beat them up at school, even though that wasn't me at all.

The pursuit of balance can create imbalance because sometimes something is true.

the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions - and the ending of it snaps those taut inner wires.

No person shall preach without the permission of his Superior. All preachers shall explain the Gospel according to the Fathers. They shall not explain futurity or the times of Antichrist!

The body is subject to the law of growth and decay, what grows must of necessity decay.

They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.