A Warder Once Told Me Trollocs Call

Thank You," The Young Mother Said Again. "thank You." "the Black Tower Protects," Logain Heard Himself Say. "always." "i Will Send Him To You To Be Tested When He Is Of Age," The Woman Promised, Holding Her Son. "i Would Have Him Join You, If He Has The Talent." The Talent. Not The Curse. The Talent.

When There Are Fish Heads And Blood In The Water, You Don't Need To See The Silverpike To Know They Are There.

There Were Many Good Years. Good Decades, Good Centuries. We Believed We Were Living In Paradise. Perhaps That Was Our Downfall. We Wanted Our Lives To Be Perfect, So We Ignored Imperfections. Problems Were Magnified Through Inattention And War Might Have Become Inevitable If The Bore Hadn't Ever Made.

If Your Enemy Offers You Two Targets, Strike At A Third.

You Read Too Much And Understand Too Little.