There Is No Greater Evil Than Killing.

Even The Strongest And Bravest Must Sometimes Weep. It Shows They Have A Great Heart, One That Can Feel Compassion For Others." —cornflower

Sighing Restlessly, The Boundless Sea Broke Huge Rollers Into White Cream Which Hissed Hungrily Up To The Tideline.

Friend Is A Very Small Word, A Little Sound We Make, For One Who Is True, One Who Will Do, Great Deeds For Friendship's Sake.

The Land Of Dreams, That Mystical Realm, Where The Oddest Of Visions Appear, Come Wander Through Scenes Of Joyful Peace, Or Stampeded Through Nightmares Of Fear. Dare We Open Those Secret Doors, Down Dusty Paths Of Mind, In Long-forgotten Corners, What Memories We'll Find. Who Rules O'er The Kingdom Of Night, Where All Is Not What It Seems? 'tis I, The Weaver Of Tales, For I Am The Dreamer Of Dreams!

You Love Young Ones And Babes, I Know This. The Young Will Always Befriend And Admire You...all The Young Ones Of The Earth Belong To You In Friendship. Be Good To Them. —breeze, To Sunflash The Mace