Eanna love us, Adaon preserve us, Morian guard our souls.
When you didn’t say a lot, he thought, you said the important things.
Tigana, let my memory ofyou be like a blade in mysoul.
When I’m all grown up, come what may,I’ll build a boat to carry me away
There are no wrong turnings. Only paths we had not known we were meant to walk.
By things so achingly small are lives measured and marred.
What mortal knew the way their fate line would run?