It is the curse of the powerful to be blind to their own faults.
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If Christ taught us anything it is this -- not to let our fear of death keep us from doing the good thing.
Robert FanneyTags: fear love death religion
I'd say we're all just ghosts on a wire seeking the prick of an electric thought.
Robert FanneyI would rather live than die. I would rather die than survive as a monster.
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If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.
Robert FanneyTags: compassion death dream killing luthiel
Wars are won in the will.
Robert FanneyCourage is not the absence of fear or despair; it is the capacity to continue on despite them, no matter how great or overwhelming they become.
Robert FanneyI can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know you are coming.
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The world is a bitter thing
For a dreaming heart to bear alone.
The wolf was not far away. After only a short time, he crested a nearby hill. His eyes blazing yellow fire. Fierce. For his mistress called. There she knelt. Queenly and yet so wild. Arrow set to bow - spilling out a bloody light.
At the sight of her, passion filled him. It rose in his gut, swelled his chest, then burst out of his throat. It overwhelmed the air and beat against the starry roof. The howl filled the mounds, rang out through the Vale and then rolled into Minonowe.
She had called him and here was his answer.
The spiders were out there. Running. With Luthiel, he would hunt them.
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