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...

To a happy war!’ laughter echoed with all the insane glee of an army of psychopaths.

But leave us some magic in the world. Leave us some mystery to enjoy.

There’s no such thing as an evil race, just evil circumstances that make people do evil things.

If you reach for the stars, you just might land on a decently sized hill.

Out in the shadows of the city, in the houses and cellars, in the secret rooms and locked attics, a stirring cold be sensed. The ghosts and spirits-of-place whispered and muttered on the edge of...