Brom

Me, I say too much optimism will get you killed.

Demon or not, it didn't matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.

Madness,' Nick called. 'That's all I've found here. Does Avalon breed insanity? Is that the nature of magic, to drive everyone out of their minds?

Stop your weeping. Grief is for the dead.

How will I make a people who do not understand the power of belief believe?

How much blood will it take to make them stop? How many more children must die?

For the world is a hard place and nothing comes without a price.

Magic?" What did magic have to do with breaking into someone's store and stealing their stuff?"Don't you get it?" Peter said. "You're free now. You don't have to live by their rules anymore." Peter pointed into the inky blackness of the basement. "The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race, listen to it. That's the sound of being alive. It's your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it's all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can't-do-this, and can't-do-that's, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic.

Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing.

Men who fear demons see demons everywhere.

Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth__ first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man__ insatiable need of conquest.

Christians. They__e determined to rid the land of any who worship the Horned One. Murdering all the druids, burning the temples, sometimes whole villages, and knocking over the standing stones._ The Lady__ face hardened. __his god of peace and love certainly likes to bathe the land in blood.

If you don't learn to laugh at life it'll surely kill you, that I know.

The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?

And Peter laughed, and when he did, all the Devils grinned, because Peter's laugh was a most contagious thing.

You are free. The world is yours. got take it.

Had not enough gone wrong?

Go and play. Run around. Build something. Break something. Climb a tree. Get dirty. Get in some trouble. Have some fun.