It Was 1943. The U.s.

I Know That Some Readers Think (the High King) Should Have Ended Differently. I Cried For Three Days Afterwards.

For The Deeds Of A Man, Not The Words Of A Prophecy, Are What Shape His Destiny.

Two Cats Can Live As Cheaply As One, And Their Owner Has Twice As Much Fun

I Intend To Follow The Path Of Virtue. It Will Not Be Overcrowded.

True Allegiance Is Only Given Willingly.