Bright star of Eanna, forgive me the manner of this, but you are the harbor of my soul’s journeying.

[We let] the universality of fantasy, of once upon a time, allow escapist fiction to be more than just that - to also bring us home.

Eanna love us, Adaon preserve us, Morian guard our souls.

The heart has its own laws... and the truth is... the truth is that you are the law of mine.

She was owner and captive, both, of a bitterly divided heart.

When we work with history, to a very great degree we are all guessing. But by using motifs of time and history in a fantasy setting, we are acknowledging that this educated guesswork, invention, fantasy underlie our treatment of the past and its peoples - and we are not claiming a right to do with them as we will.