Sometimes You Didn't Really Arrive At A

Fantasy Is, At Its Best, The Purest Access To Storytelling That We Have. It Universalizes A Tale, It Evokes Wonder And Timeless Narrative Power, It Touches Upon Inner Journeys, It Illuminates Our Collective And Individual Pasts, Throws A Focus Beam On The Present Day, And Presages The Dangers And Promises Of The Future.

Ice Is For Death And Endings.

The Heart Has Its Own Laws... And The Truth Is... The Truth Is That You Are The Law Of Mine.

Unless The Perfidious Wolves Have The Temerity To Disobey The High King's Plans, We Should Meet Shalhassan's Forces By The Latham In Mid-wood With The Wolves Between Us. If They Aren't,' Diarmuid Concluded, 'we Blame Anyone And Everything Except The Plan.

What Mortal Knew The Way Their Fate Line Would Run?