We cast away priceless time in dreams born of imagination fed upon illusion and put to death by reality.
In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
This is just what I have thought when I have seen slaves at work - they seem to go through the motions of labor without putting strength into them. They keep their powers in reserve for their own use at night perhaps.
