The Warmth Of His Embrace

I Thought Of Betrayal And How It Came So Easily - In A Word, A Glance, A Gesture.

There Is No Good Or Evil, Save In The Way You See The World. There Is No Dark Or Light Save In Your Own.

This Had Been Real: Real In Its Flaws And Uncertainties, Real In Its Small Triumphs, Real In Its Compromises And Understanding.

You Thought You’d Never Give Up Your Vocation, A Voice Whispered Inside Me. You Thought You’d Never Even Consider It. But You’ve Met The One Man Who Could Change Your Mind. He Is Your Perfect Complement. He Is Cathal To Your Clodagh; He Is Bran To Your Liadan. No Wonder You Conjured Up Those Images. No Wonder They Make You Weep.

Bran Held His Voice Leve. "in Time,you Will Regret These Words. You May Hold Me Captive Now, And Believe Me Helpless. But Each Foulword You Speak Of Her Brings Your Death A Little Closer." --bran To Eamonn