epic

In many ways my life has been rather like a record of the lost and found. Perhaps all lives are like that.

You will not lift the veil of my body until you lift the veil over my face.

A wounded animal yet bears teeth

There was a feeling on the air like the eve of the end of the world.

Azerowut, I must tend to an urgently urgent business and a business that is urgent most urgently. Watch over my tent with extreme care and care that is caring in the extreme, and do not, under any circumstantial circumstances, allow anyone and his brother to be within an uncomfortably uncomfortable distance of her door. --Master Kwadile

For every blissful moment you must an anguish meet.

Oh, how long were the days of a man.When he strode upon the broken land.He sailed as far as a man could steer.And he never wished to lose his fear.For the fear of man is a thing untold.It keeps him safe, and it proves him bold!Don__ let fear make you cease to strive,for that fear it proves you remain alive!I will walk this broken road,and I will carry a heavy load!So come at me with your awful lies,I__ a man of truth and I__l meet your eyes!

The rhythm of fraught footsteps and fervent heartbeat orchestrated a symphony of anticipation and dread.

You will know him by the blade he carries and the Dark-born skill with which he wields it, for none who know the love of the Father may defeat the Darkblade, yet all must stand against him.

There was something severed and rough about her, something tainted and, yet, at the same time those jagged pieces were the makings of something fearsome. She'd wanted to become someone the Senate would fear, why not shatter the sky?

It__ amazing what desperation can do to a person. It can seep into the heart. Turn us into the very monsters we fight." -Vexis

It__ just you always_ __un,_ I finish for him_ I gaze up at him. Soft light plays over his striking features _ the hard planes of his cheekbones, his strong jaw, the slight hook in his nose. ____l still run, Griffin. The difference now is that I__l run to you._ He looks at me for a long time, his gray eyes inscrutable. __ou__ better._ I arch an eyebrow. __r you__l spank me?

We were friends before._ Sort of. We never tried to kill each other.

I turn back to Griffin. His expression is stony and unreadable, although if I had to take a wild guess, I__ say it was tending toward ominous.

Being on the edge is always worse than going through

You__e the shield, and I__ the sword.

What kind of person do you wish to be? A part of those who take action, who try the hardest, or of those who go with the flow?

But have a care! It is a bitter blade, and steel serves only those that can wield it. It will cut your hand as willingly as aught else.