The Gypsy Morph

Your past was your heritage and the foundation on which you were built. You couldn't start over. You could only repair and move on.

He had no illusions about what that meant; he understood the nature of who he was. He was trained to fight, and he looked forward to testing himself in combat. When he was going into battle, he was alive in a way that was both exciting and satisfying. He was complete.

Even in lies there are sometimes truths revealed.

Use Redline wireless, he had argued. Use Bluetooth Extreme. Use something that wasn’t hardwired. It was more dependable, less subject to malfunctions than the more rudimentary system they were using might invite. So

But fear was something to be overcome, an enemy of a different sort, not something from which to run away but something to confront. He had done so many times in his life, and each time it made him a little stronger, a little more self-assured. The

He didn't ask for any of this, did he?" "None of them did, come to that." Logan responded. "But that's what life does to you. It gives you a whole lot of stuff you don't ask for and expects you to deal with it. No complaining, no excuses.

When a massive failure to preserve the integrity of an ecosystem occured, no one escaped the consequences.

But words spoken can never be taken back. They can only be measured for and judged on the strength of their sincerity and need.

He woke to find Larkin Quill standing over him. Even from the back—for he was turned away—the cloaked form of the ex-Tracker was instantly recognizable.