The tiger is humbled by memories of prey. (Final thoughts of Treach, the Tiger of Summer)

An item that passes without provenance, pursued by many who thirst for it's cold kiss, on which life and all that lay within life are often gambled. Alone, a b…

'They've had a long time to think,' Paran murmured. 'Sometimes, that's all there's needed. The heart of wisdom is tolerance. I think.'

Children were meant to be gifts. The physical manifestation of love between a man and a woman. And for that love all manner of sacrifice could be borne.