Spellcasting and Storytelling
Some stories are true that never happened.
What I like in a good author is not what he says, but what he whispers.
Logan Pearsall Smith
Fenrir was kept on a cord woven of six imaginary things: the noise of a cat's footfall, the beards of women, the roots of stones, the sinews of bears, the breath of fish, and the spittle of birds.
Jorge Luis Borges
The Book of Imaginary Beings
They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.
Carl W. Beuchner
Before it had awoke to die on the instant of its waking, a score of bells and clocks had shouted midday and for a minute after its death, from near and far the clappers in their tents of rusted iron clanged across Gormenghast. It was as though no mechanism on earth could strike or chain that ghost of time. The clocks and the bells stuttered, boomed and rang. They trod with their iron imprint. They beat with their ancient fists and shouted with archaic voices - but the ghost was older.
Noon, ripe as thunder and silent as thought, had fled unfingered.
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