Olivene Brown

“Dear Daughter,
Be a lover of peace, and you will never lack it.”
― Gift Gugu Mona, Dear Daughter: Short and Sweet Messages for a Queen

“Keira was surrounded by dozens of tiny orbs, each a unique shade of brilliant color. She was clasping her stomach with both arms, hunched over like she was freezing, trying to hold on to every bit of warmth she could. She looked up at Hoeru and her eyes were glowing with the light of all the magic she was struggling to contain.

“Hoeru, close your eyes,” she said through gritted teeth. The wolf spirit realized the threat she posed and snapped its jaws at her. It probably saved Hoeru’s life.

Keira exploded.”
― Rick Fox, Fate's Pawn

“Suddenly the sweet scent stopped me in my tracks. Glancing down, I had stepped on a rose. And rather than being angered at the fact that I’d crushed it, it released its scent to me instead. And I thought that maybe we should be more like a rose.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“There is something almost religious about the call of the sea, the connection we feel that transcends the mundanity of daily existence. It
simultaneously reminds us of our smallness and our interconnected-
ness. It awakens within us the eye of the artist, the voice of the poet,
the soul of the mystic. It reignites an awareness that beyond this lies
something vaster. The water, pulled by the moon, ever-moving but
ever-remaining, seems to speak to something elemental within us in
ways we can barely find expression for, yet find ourselves driven to
try, nonetheless. It has inspired storytellers, artists and musicians of
many cultures and genders throughout history. The sea sings through
us…if we let her…as we in turn channel ourselves through her.”
― Lucy H. Pearce, She of the Sea