T.A. Miles

We__e all the same. We all have the means to save ourselves and carry ourselves home.

An unwise advisor cannot hope to advise wisely.

To strive to better oneself is natural and expected. To abandon oneself in an effort to attain a new self is foolish and unhealthy.

He was pale as only one state on Bhast dictated__ot lacking color necessarily or vitality, certainly. Fey white was more comparable to a pearl; the color subtle and the luster soft, but still vibrant. In spite of the tragedy that could come with it, it was not a dying state. It was a state of living_sometimes much more brilliantly than people could cope with, including the Fey individuals themselves.

And remember that within every lie, there is a truth hidden. Know the truth to defeat the lie.

You are not one of Pentrigrel__ creations. This is not where you belong. He will not keep his word to you. He is concerned only with himself. You cannot condemn yourself to this over Lunette__ fate.

His father was an ass and he is an ass. I imagine sooner than I should like I shall be playing uncle to a litter of asses.

The spirit cannot exist in a sealed void. It will eventually devour itself or waste away.

His angelic wings blackened when the dark fury assailed his mind. Summoning new strength from the unholy power that ravaged his soul, grieved to drastic levels of desperation by the tainting of the holy light within him, he combated ally and enemy alike, bent on destroying both sides in order to ensure the quelling of the dark energies there and then. For days and nights, the lone warrior bathed himself in the blood of angels and demons. And when it was over, he stood alone on contaminated land, with a contaminated soul. He was banned forever from Heaven and not even Hell had space for a creature which seemed to cherish Oblivion over Pandemonium. The dark angel, not so far removed from his former self as his superiors seemed to believe, died on the edge of the cliffs, of utter loneliness and despair.

He__ never really given religion much thought himself. It was just there, one of the basic fundamentals of life and living; Heaven is generally good and one should aspire to end up there, and Hell is decidedly foul and one should generally direct their enemies there.

Should one continue to follow the faith of a group that's cast him out? Shouldn't it stand to reason that if he was true to that faith that the group should have been true to him? Is it unreasonable to ask forgiveness of one who is all-forgiving?

Is that all you've got? A few tricks and quick feet? That's no way to enforce your bold tongue!

Sorry, pigtails, but subtlety isn't an option anymore.

Inevitability is a comfortable escape for people who don't care for the pain that comes with truth. They convince themselves that they had no hand or say in the matter, that whatever happened could not be stopped no matter what they personally did, and so blame can never be placed upon them.

Anisette! You will eat your food, not demonstrate aerial warfare across the table with it.