Blue to get ready
Green to go
Yellow to guide you through the snow
Orange to warn you that over you’ll go
Then red will be the final glow
Now seek the black, there’s no going back.

Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a chuckle. "Not wise to take on a pair of blankets, lad. One, maybe, but two blankets always gang up on you. Vicious things, blankets.

Love is something that you nurture every day and every single moment, with every breath you take.

When we open our hearts and minds to our "Inner Sun" we are fully purified by the radiance of it's loving LIGHT. All that keeps the memory of negativity is cleansed, and in that way we purify both mind and body.

...yelling doesn't make a thing any more possible.

The dragon reared her head, breathing in the storm and loving every minute of it. It was the start of a voyage, and a storm at the beginning of a voyage was always a good omen.