Maybe Everyone Is Just Waiting For Someone

Governments Will Rise, And Governments Will Fall, And Man Will Do Evil To Man, And All We Can Do Is Turn Our Hearts To Good.

I Want To Live! Not Die, Not Hide, Live!

"don't Let Go!" He Orders. Harper's Hand Is Dry And Soothing, While Mine Is Sweaty With Fear. We've Never Held Hands Before. I Think About What It Means In The Village When Boys And Girls Only A Few Years Older Then Harper And Me Wander Around With Their Hands Clasped Together. They're Always Peering Dreamily Into Each Other's Eyes, Sneaking Sky Kisses...and Soon After, There's A Wedding.

And Yet, I Felt A Surge Of Exhilaration Just Thinking About That Night. Not Just Because I'd Met The Prince And Fallen In Love And Started On My Course Toward Happiness Ever After, But Because I'd Made Something Happen. I'd Done Something Everybody Had Told Me I Couldn't. I'd Changed My Life All By Myself. Having A Fairy Godmother Would Have Ruined Everything.

I Wish, Peevishly, That He Didn't Know Anything About How Soldiers Sleep, How They Protect Their Fellow Soldiers. It Would Be Nicer If I Could Share The Cloaks Warmth With Him, If We Could Lie With Our Faces Together, Whispering Into The Night.