Let the Storm Break

Sometimes pain is necessary to fix a problem that cannot otherwise be corrected. It’s unpleasant and unfortunate, but then it’s over and everything is set right.

I guess when you love someone, you don't mind making sacrifices. -Vane Westerly

Success isn't always about triumph. It's about carrying on, continuing the battle. Even the fight can't be won.

Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out what it means. I've never heard of bonds sharing languages either, and yet...' I pull her even closer, feeling an explosion of heat rush between us as I whisper, 'I think it means we were meant to be together." 'If you two start making out I will fling you out of the wind bubble,' Gus warns. I can't help laughing.

But will you be able to live with yourself if something happens to anyone you love?

No one thinks you're a flower Vane. We've all smelled you after training. -Gus, "Let the Storm Break

Maybe sometimes the only right choice is the wrong one, and what it really comes down to is being brave enough to make it.

Breaking the winds breaks you. The power becomes a craving, like…part of you dies and the only way to fill the emptiness is to spoil everything around you. And you can’t fight it because you can’t fight it because you don’t want to fight it, because then you’d never be able to experience the rush again.

I stare outside the cave, at the stars slowly peeking out of the velvety black. I’m not sure why I always turn to them, all they give are tiny pricks of twinkling light, barely enough to make a dent in the darkness. But they’re always there. Holding their own, guiding everyone until sunrise. And the sun always rises.

Whisking through the clouds as the birds pass by Ignoring all the storms that try to ruin the sky Chasing the setting sun Forever And ever Never let the day be done No never Never

Diving through the stars toward the earth far below Rushing through the places no one else dares to go Don't sink into the violent sea No never Never Find the path that sets you free Forever And ever

I guess when you love someone, you don't mind making sacrifices.

Uh, the Vane I know could barely control his farts, much less the wind.