Tria finally slumped to the ground “I swear I'm sick of falling into pits and swamps...” “Hey, upside is you're not dead yet so win win.” Ingra said cheerfully.

This should be fun see how much we can annoy them this time.” “Annoy is such a harsh word...” Tria teased.

Agres!” she hissed again even louder this time “WHAT!” Tria smiled “Oh good you are alive.

So what have I missed.” Ingra asked Javal “Not much but hey I managed to reach your friend in Islette so all's good.” Javal sounded nervous but why would he be nervous?

And Dilmore seems to be ignoring us again.” Tria says

It took us a stupid amount of time but we did it.

This doesn't feel right Agres...” Tria whispered “Nonsense!” Agres replied.

If you don't write when you don't have time for it, you won't write when you do have time for it.

When you know your life mission and life goal, you will be better able to avoid the life traps

Your perception determines your reality.

Running in the relay of life sometimes makes me notice that faith takes over the baton when reason finished its part.

Nobody got murdered before lunch. But nobody. People weren't up to it. You needed a good lunch to get both the blood-sugar and blood-lust levels up.

Barbarism is needed every four or five hundred years to bring the world back to life. Otherwise it would die of civilization.

I think [teacher] is the noblest profession.

Not being able to rebound better was a thorn in our foot.

Actually, I'm looking forward to being 50. Because to me, that's when a woman is at the pinnacle of her femininity and her womanhood.

I know that there are people who do not love their fellow man, and I hate people like that!