Beware, William of Mercia, you heeded not our warnings and you can no longer turn back, but the path ahead is strewn with danger, to you, and to those who travel with you. This is but the beginning. The legions of the underworld await you, armies will seek to destroy you, but only you can know the true course.

History warns us ... that it is the customary fate of new truths to begin as heresies and to end as superstitions.

Jealous of the crazy gay kid. That doesn't sound right.""Hey, Sol," she said, her tone getting serious for a second. "Those are two things about you out of a million. Don't box yourself in.

God is gracious to always give a warning before He sends judgment.

You and I, God__ ambassadors, are called to sound the warning, to call sinners to repentance, to point the way to peace with God and the hope that is in Christ.

The Forest is dark, dearie, The Forest is dark;The moment you think that you__e lost in the woods, then you are.Do not lose your way, dearie, Do not lose your way;The monsters are lurking not far from the path should you stray.Things aren__ what they seem, dearie, Things aren__ what they seem;Kind grins are bared teeth; Please don__ answer the calls from the trees.Do not pay them heed, dearie, Do not pay them heed;Hear footsteps behind you, beware but don__ fret, they__e just checking.The air is alive, dearie, The air is alive;To help and to hinder, but it__ how some learned to survive.These woods are too old, dearie, These woods are too old;Watch for crimson wraiths, keep your strength and wits close should you go.Deep in the Forest.