Into The Sky To Win Or Die.

Respect The Past; You Never Know How It May Affect You.

But Anyone With The Time And The Inclination Can Acquire Technical Proficiency. To Achieve Greatness, Though, That Requires Artistry. That Requires Imagination And Thoughtfulness.

Haven't Had Your Fill Of Interesting Events?" "never. They Are The Spice Of Life." She Held Up Her Half-finished Hat. "how Do You Like It?" "it's Nice. The Blue Is Pretty. But What Do The Runes Say?" "raxacori-oh, Never Mind. It Wouldn't Mean A Thing To You Anyway. Safe Travels To You And Saphira, Eragon. And Remember To Watch Out For Earwigs And Wild Hamsters. Ferocious Things, Wild Hamsters."

Engaged In A Fiery Dance, Their Bodies Were Linked And Seperated By The Flashing Blades. At Times They Nearly Touched, Taut Skin Only A Hair's Breadth Away, But Then Momentum Would Whirl Them Apart, And They Would Withdraw For A Second, Only To Join Again. Their Sinuous Forms Wove Together Like Twisting Ropes Of Windblown Smoke.

Pain Is Pain. It Needs No Description.