Since I’ve become a Druid, I’ve seen some pretty weird shit, Atticus, Granuaile said, but Beardy Baggins there squaring off against Squid Head McGee in the snow might be the weirdest.
Put your affairs in order, mortals, she boomed, as a gust of wind—yes, wind inside my shop—blew their hair back. I will feast on your hearts tonight for the offense you gave me. So swears the Morrigan...
Oberon one day Atticus was amazed to discover that when Jupiter said As you wish, what he really meant was I love you.
Oberon Atticus Gods below, I think you're right. Quick, to the Geekmobile!
Now, I know I am not a craftsmen... but greatness is in the act of creation and not necessarily in the finished product. Creating is the yin to the yang of our consumption and the doorway to beauty th...
My father taught me that words shape people as the hammer shapes iron. Leaders bend religions to their purposes, and religions in turn bend the people who believe in them.
My dad's idea of bonding was throwing me in the tar pits to teach me a lesson, though I'm not sure what the lesson was, except to stay the hell away from Da.
My God, Atticus, you look like you had an orgy with egg yolks and orange juice. We might need a loofah, I admitted. Dare I ask what happened? An Olympian exploded on us and it was yucky.
Meditating and getting to a quiet place when alone was somehow much different from feeling the Force in combat or while piloting or practicing against drones. When I opened myself to the Force in thos...
Just blast everything and fly a fast ship. And bring a Wookiee. Works for me.
It was one of those decisions you make when you have too much testosterone bubbling around in your system, or when you’ve been raised in a culture of ridiculous machismo, as I was.
It is by degrees of love that we wither or blossom—and I suspect that this holds true in both the giving and receiving.
If you've got some hopelessly overmatched heroes fighting evil and some Imperial types marching, John Williams is your guy. You need a song to make people reach for a box of Kleenex, talk to Randy New...
I wonder if they have a fancy law or name for the principle that Humans Ruin Everything for Profit. Maybe that's just capitalism
I wasn’t ready for a fight. But as I drew even with Oberon and put a calming hand on the back of his neck, the blood drained from my face when I saw a lone figure limping toward us across the dry red...
I think—and it is something I have thought about for a while—that there is a measure of heroism in providing safe harbor. Not actively saving anyone so much as providing the space for them to save the...
I have never thought that winds howled so much as moaned. My imagination gives them reasons: They moan because they’re weary of their never-ending journey around the globe and are haunted by what they...
I had my own dump truck of bad karma waiting for me somewhere ahwad. I had certainly earned it, but I raced to avoid it if I could; there was no way I wanted to fell that.
I don’t have enough information to make a rational decision. It’s like you’re asking me to order a drink according to how me nipples are feeling instead of telling me what they’re ready to pour.
I beamed at him. You’re my favorite sea god, you know. Aw, get your nose out of me arse. Just make life interestin’ as ye promised.