Could you please explain to me exactly what the staff is that you carry?" Cronus proudly held the symbol of his power and authority aloft. "It is the scepter that denotes my control of the Physical Realms. All who defy… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
And exactly how does a miserable face help the war effort?" he asked sharply, his mood beginning to change. "Will a frown bring back the dead or fortify a town? If I allow myself to laugh in the face of… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“Charlemagne opened his mouth to protest, but immediately snapped it shut and slapped a hand over his nose, a look of disgust on his… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“Good, that's a job well done," Grishmak said cheerfully. "Am I the only one who's hungry?” — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
You are about to enter the realms of human beings. Be prepared for cruelty and kindness, for friendship and hatred. People are made of… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
Madness was only a handicap only if you couldn't control its irrationalities. — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“Aren't there going to be any refreshments?" Tharamn interrupted. "I always think better with a little snack to keep me going." "I'm with you… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“I'd never describe even myself as safe when I go into the Magical Realms; no one's safe in there, not even if they're armed… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
If you reach for the stars, you just might land on a decently sized hill. — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
“But you are human, and just like the rest of us you have the potential to be both a devil and an angel. There's… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
Sharley felt his strength ebbing away, and his weak leg throbbed painfully, but then a tingling sensation thrilled through his frame and the fighting… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
To a happy war!" Their laughter flowed out into the night and reached into the pass through the Dancing Maidens, where it echoed around… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
If you dare try to leave me behind, I'll follow on foot, and when I die in the snow, Ill come back and haunt… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
