Love me best when I'm drenched in angsts, grant your solace and salve my burdens

Stability of the mind under stress is the calmness of the soul that would weather any storm.

Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.

To be relieved of love, she thought, was to give up a terrible burden.

Up in the distance the whistle of the wind sang to her from the mountain. From Lucian’s mountain. It beckoned and taunted and she wanted to run towards it. To be enveloped in its coat of fleece and to hear its safe sounds.

When the heart is in pain, words pour like rain.