Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
I loved her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery. Hence, and avoid my sight!
So be my grave my peace, as here I give
Her father’s heart from her! Call France; who stirs?
Call Burgundy. Cornwall and Albany…
“The choice is yours: to go or wait.”
“And it is also said,” answered Frodo: “Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes.”
“Is it indeed?” laughed Gildor. “Elves seldom give unguarded…
Silence. I can hear the rustle of clothing and paper, a cough here and a sniffle there, as the crowd settles.
I am terrified, but I responded to fear as a challenge, the same way I use anger as a challenge – anger at my Mom…
