Friend is a very small word,A little sound we make,For one who is true, one who will do,Great deeds for friendship's sake.
Armel shrugged. I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight? Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder. Because there's always good and bad in the land, and goodbeasts have t...
Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!
Comunicate,
When the sun sets like fire, I will think of you, when the moon casts its light, I'll remember, too, if a soft rain falls gently, I'll stand in this place, recalling the last time, I saw your kind fac...
Weapons may be carried by creatures who are evil, dishonest, violent or lazy. The true warrior is good, gentle and honest. His bravery comes from within himself; he learns to conquer his own fears and...
Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, the drums are beatin' braw. Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, are ye marchin' off tae war?
Peace has gone on too long. Something inside me says that trouble such as these shores have never known is headed our way.
If y'can't see with yore own two eyes what's in front of them, then y'better off closin' 'em an' goin' t'sleep, 'tis far more restful! —Gerul
I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean...
Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others. You are brave, Matthias. Already you have done great things for one so yo...
Tis a far cry from home for a poor lonely thing,O'er the deeps and wild waters of seas,Where you can't hear your dear mother's voice softly singLike a breeze gently stirring the trees.Come home, littl...
Throughout his life the memory of that happy day stayed locked secretly in (his) heart.
There is no greater evil than killing. I don't care whether they call it war or justice. Life is precious.
It's a long hard road ahead for you, little warrior. Enjoy a happy day while you can. —Boldred
Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
If you wanna be a writer, you must learn to paint a picture with words.
You love young ones and babes, I know this. The young will always befriend and admire you...all the young ones of the earth belong to you in friendship. Be good to them. —Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace
We could have chopped down the sycamore with this...