His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan. To be born in a duck's nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan's egg.
It doesn't matter if you're born in a duck yard, so long as you are hatched from a swan's egg!
We all die. I can't promise to live forever." His arms tightened around her. "But I can promise to love you as long as I live.
