Susan shrugged. "I was thinking we would go to the Wild lands of the North, but there's nothing too exciting up there. I don't know why I thought of going there. Okay, let's go see the dryads!" she said laughing. Susan took all the arrows and bows, and put them in the archery closet. "Let's go!" she said.
__________________ “Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask?
Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked?
Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this?
Or are you not terrified by it?"
~Soren Kierkegaard |