Once up on a time, they say, there was a girl . . . there was a boy . . . there was a person who was in trouble. And this is what she did . . . and what he did . . . and how they learned to survive it. This is what they did . . . and why one failed . . . and why another triumphed in the end. And I know that it’s true, because I danced at their wedding and drank their very best wine.
~ Terri Windling
breezes at dawn 