How Can He Do This? If You

Wake The Sleeper Must, And Confront His Fears, Or Risk Being Lost In The Dark Places Of The Mind Forever.

A Wonder Tale Can Be Truer Than True," I Said. I Had Learned (...) That The Deepest Kind Of Truth Can Be Found In The Strangest And Wildest Of Stories. One May Not Meet A Fire-breathing Dragon On The Way To The Well. One May Not Encounter An Army Of Toothed Snakes In The Woodshed. That Does Not Make The Wisdom In Those Tales Any Less Real.

Only - Only That, If You Believe The Tales, It's In The Nature Of Our People To Go To War And To Kill, Just As It Is To Sing And Play And Tell Stories. Perhaps They Are Two Halves Of The Same Whole.

My Feet Will Tread Soft As A Deer In The Forest. My Mind Will Be Clear As Water From The Sacred Well. My Heart Will Be Strong As A Great Oak. My Spirit Will Spread An Eagle's Wings, And Fly Forth.

And As I Watched Him, I Knew That In Every Dark Night There Was, Somewhere, A Small Light Burning That Could Never Be Quenched.