Sierra

“He raised her to her feet and looked into her teary eyes, speaking softly. “To be wanted and not lusted for. To be loved and not pitied. To be asked and not commanded.” After passing a hand over her bedraggled hair, he slipped it into hers, touching their palms together. “Is that right?”
As her cheeks flushed, a shy smile emerged. In contrast to her red face, her white teeth dazzled, but now her fangs were gone. “And to be believed, even after all my lies.”
― Bryan Davis, Enoch's Ghost

“Hmm... Well I guess everybody tells me i am too small and too slow to make a diference in this world but i am makimg a diference in my own world and i hope that is enough”
― Jomny Sun, Everyone's a Aliebn When Ur a Aliebn Too

“It is those who dream of the impossible who end up defying the very world.”
― Nadine Brandes

“Where’s my white out?”
“Chapter ten is missing!”
“Has anyone seen my socks?”
Linda spun around.
Mistress Yvonne gripped her shoulders. “This is a regular occurrence. No need to get involved.”
Faint shouts echoed down the hall. “Leprechauns!”
― Marlene Simonette, Trouble In Bookland