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You think we're our own worst ememies, eh? Not to be trusted with secrets? Her gaze was black and bright. "You may be right," she said. "We fell for Shadwell's performance, didn't we? At least some of us did."

She only manages pots, not people, but worlds had to begin somewhere.

an overwhelming hunger to see the Maker of this enigma face-to-face.

What can be imagined need never be lost

I was a dragon once, she found herself thinking as she fixed her eye on the Prophet. If she could only remember how it had felt, she might be once again. But this time there'd be no hesitation, no moment of doubt. This time, she'd devour.

the war that would end all wars

Shadwell had not slept well, but then he supposed aspirant deities seldom did.

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conflict is also shaped in part by the protagonist's motivations

If the main character learns something, so does the reader...A strong internal conflict should be an outgrowth of the protagonist's personality; it can't be chosen at random. That's why you need an individualized main character with definite personality traits rather than a generic one....in life it's our doubts and fears, our insecurities and weaknesses that creat most of our problems

وكفى بالليل واعظا

ليت مصابيح العقل باقية لاختارت الطريق من جديد

الحمد لله لقد هدأت العاصفة...لقد كان قضاء وقدرا

ليطفح الزيف فوق السطح وتبقى الحقيقة مخبوءة في جذور عميقة لم تتفجر في أرض الواقع

إن آثاري موزعة في كل جزء من بلدي، لكن هناك الخبئاء الذين يتلفون في عباءات وشرانق مزرية يختبيء فيها النفاق والغدر يلتهمون المبدعين والإبداع ويدوسونهم بالأقدام

ودارت السنوات دورتها ليجد هاتين العينين تعتذران في إذلال

وكان يتمنى في أعماقه لو اختزنت كل هذا الافتعال وتصرفت بعفوية لا من أجله فحسب ، بل لكي تثق بنفسها وتؤمن بشخصيتها....حتى اللواتي يدعين الثقافة والمعرفة يتناولن أدوات المعرفة كالمرآة وحمرة الشفاه

هذه الليلة ...لن يغيب القمر

He ran along the edge of the orchard, hoping against hope that maybe...halfway along the flank of the fire his horrified eyes found a pair of burning shoes.

وشعرها الطويل الذي كانت تتباهى به يوما قد أصبح خيوطا باهتة أتلفها المرض والقلق حتى تم نقلها إلى مستشفى الأعصاب. هذه نهاية سعاد، لحظة ضعف دفعت ثمنها غالية وشتت أسـرة كاملة، فلتكن سعاد عبرة لك زوجة تغالبها أحاسيس شيطانية طارئة.

there was no time to mourn him. His bravery had earned them a reprieve, but it would not last long. Cal turned back to aid lemuel. The man had gone, however, leaving a splash of blood and a few fallen fruit to mark the place he'd been.

A chamber in which the tiles on the walls had twice as many sides as a dice, and flipped forever over and over, each facet having its place in a fresco that never came to rest long enough for the eye to entirely comprehend it.

all forgetting one forgetting...things forgotten might be recalled; things lost, found again

Capra's word is everywhere finding its way to the forgotten and the forgetful.It stirs the sleeping into wakefulness. It makes the dying dance.

Human and Seerkind had choices to make before death; roads to travel, roads to ignore.

عبد العزيز تألم كثيرا عندما قست عليه الجارة في بعدها عنه طوال هذه الأيام فسعادته في الدنيا إطلالتها الحنون

what are you, Moony? Are you my friend of my enemy? There's no middle way, you see. No maybe. Friend or enemy.Which?

Character is destiny-The author doesn't decided what's going to happen; the characters do...that's why the title says "characters come first"

think back to your own childhood...those vivid years probably signal the age level you'll write for most often. The deep emotions in your memories will make your writing resonate with young readers who share the same passions, fears, and hopes you experienced at their age.