My strings are being pulled, this time by a different puppet master.

What’s not to love? I made friends with a pretty girl and now we get to plan a castle break in. This beats the day to day kill, eat and survive.

When his dead father touched his hand, Athson almost dropped the arrow.

They were full of suspicion and wonder, which I had grown to recognize as two very dangerous things.

Dreams are glimpses into life’s truths.

Dying of tetanus might be preferable to spending any more time in your company...