A Creature of Moonlight

Sometimes, when a person is about to tell you something that's going to change your life, or make you cry, or make you leap for joy - sometimes you know it before they say a word. It's in the way they look at you and the way they open their mouth. It's in the tilt of their head, the tension in their hands, or the slump of their shoulders. Times are, you don't need words to hear a thing.

We've no need to worry about forever. Just today, and tomorrow, and the next.

I've never hit a man before, and I have to say I'm pleased with my success.

Tell me I may dream of knowing you better." "It's kind of you to say those things." "No kindness, lady, when I speak but the truth." "Yes. Well. I appreciate it, still. But you haven't the slightest hope, I'm afraid. You'll always know me as much as you do now, and that'll have to be enough for you. Good day.

It makes me wonder what I might become that day when I've nothing to hold me back, when I've only the flame in my gut and the beat of my wings to take me through the dark.

She knew, as I knew, that you don't stop a story half done. You keep on going, through the heartbreak and pain and fear, and times there is a happy ending, and times there isn't. Don't matter. You don't cut a flower half through and then wait and watch as it slowly shrivels to death. And you don't stop a story before you reach the end.

As my princess commands," he says, "I shall now cease to worry about her uncle chopping off her head.

I don't know who you think you are, but I'm the king's niece, and the closest blood he has left, and you'll keep a civil tongue or I will cut it out.

One day is all the days, and when it is summer, it has always been summer, and when it is winter, the snow will never leave.

He'd never let me hear him talk of it. He'd naver say what it waslike-life-before I came. Doesn't matter, though. You don't live with one person that long and not understand the things he never says. Comes a time when not saying them speaks more than if he did. Comes a time I can read the sadness in his eyes better than the smile on his lips.

But she always kept on until the end. She knew, as i knew, that you don't stop a story half done. You keep on going, through heartbreak and pain and fear, and times there is a happy ending, and times there isn't. Don't matter. You don't cut a flower half through and then wait and watch as it slowly shrivels to death. And you don't stop a story before you reach the end. - A Creature of Moonlight

There are things in the wood, things you wouldn't expect. There's a laugh behind a tree when nobody's around to make it. A flash of red from branch to branch, like a spark from a fire, but nothing's burning.