If You Have To Hit--hit Low.

No One Expects A Woman Busy At Her Sewing To Pay Attention To What’s Being Said Around Her. Nevermind If A Man’s Mother And Sister Showerd Them They Heard Everything While They Stictched, He’ll Still Think A Woman Who Plies Her Needles Saves All Her Brains For The Work. You’re A Far Better Spy Hemming Sheets Than If You Clank With Daggers.

I've Written Short Stories In First Person, But You Have So Much More Control Writing In Third Person. Third Person, You Know What Everybody's Thinking. First Person Is Very Limiting, And I Could Never Sustain A First Person Novel Before.

You Mortals Are Like Fish Swimming In A Globe Of Glass. That Globe Is Your World. You Do Not See Beyond It.

Daja: "he And Rosethorn Work Together? They Hate Each Other." Lark: "i Didn't Say They Liked It. - Daja And Lark Referring To Rosethorn And Crane's Cooperation On Finding The Cures For New Diseases

This May Be My Only Chance To See Humans Before These Two Are Made Into Fertilizer For Moonwind's Rosebushes.