The Light Of A New

Do You Hate Me Because I Have Magic?" "of Course Not." "do You Love Me Despite My Magic?" He Thought A Minute. "no. I Love Everything About You, And Your Magic Is Part Of You. That Was How I Got Past The Confessor's Magic. If I Had Loved You Despite Your Power, I Wouldn't Have Been Accepting You For Who You Are. Your Magic Would Have Destroyed Me.

Nothing Gained Without Cost Is Valued. Freedom Has A Cost, And All Will Bear It So All Will Value And Preserve It.

It Is Said That The Greatest Cruelty Is Drawn From Those With The Kindest Hearts.

There Were Those Who Loved Liberty, Who Cried Out To Live Their Own Lives, To Strive, To Rise Above, To Achieve, And Those Bent On The Mindless Equality Of Stagnation Brought About Through The Enforcement Of An Artificial, Arbitrary, Gray Uniformity--those Who Wanted To Transcend Through Their Own Effort, And Those Who Wanted Others To Think For Them And Were Willing To Pay The Ultimate Price.

Her Green Eyes Came Unafraid To His. The Connection Was So Intense That It Threatened To Drain His Sense Of Self. He Felt That He Had Always Known Her, That She Had Always Been A Part Of Him, That Her Needs Were His Needs.