People always wanted someone to blame, didn't they?
Who wants to feel everything everyone else feels all the time?
Humans were peculiar. They were by turns squeamish and appallingly violent.
You're so far off base this time you can't even see the base!
Religion turned some folks belligerent.
This place looks like the last scene in Hamlet.
Um. Charles thinks that his wolf has chosen me as his mate." "In less than one full day?" It did sound dumb when he said it that way. "Yes." she couldn't keep the uncertainty of her her voice, though, and it bothered Charles. He rolled to his feet an...
How to put this feeling, this certainty, into something as limited as words?
