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There Isn’t A Person In This City More Dangerous Than A Wolf Whose Mate Is In Danger.

Moonlight Streamed In, Sending Loving Beams Over His Face. He Closed His Eyes And Basked In It, And I Could Tell It Was Calling To Him, Even Though The Moon Was Not Full. She Didn't Speak To Me, But Samuel Had Once Described Her Song To Me In The Words Of A Poet. The Expression Of Bliss On His Face While He Listened To Her Music Made Him Beautiful.

Sometimes Broken People Stay Broken.

Some People Are Boys Longer Than Others.

Zealots Are Like One Track-pony. Don't Get In Their Way Without Expecting To Get Hurt.