Every life has forks in the road. And sometimes, the tines of that fork stab deep. — Brad Meltzer Copy Share Image
One man sees a riselka: his life forks there. Two men see a riselka: one of them shall die. Three men see… — Guy Gavriel Kay Copy Share Image
“Walking stick in my right hand, Gazing silently at the land. Cedar strewn path in front of me lies, Cheerful birdsongs fill… — Aunt Sue Loughry Copy Share Image
