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“I saw the sunset-colored sands,
The Nile like flowing fire between,
Where Rameses stares forth serene,
And Ammon's heavy temple stands.

I saw the rocks where long ago,
Above the sea that cries and breaks,
Swift Perseus with Medusa's snakes
Set free the maiden white like snow.

And many skies have covered me,
And many winds have blown me forth,
And I have loved the green, bright north,
And I have loved the cold, sweet sea.

But what to me are north and south,
And what the lure of many lands,
Since you have leaned to catch my hands
And lay a kiss upon my mouth.”
― Sara Teasdale

“Though he wouldn't dare admit that he might have felt more for her. He wasn't ready to care for a person that much when he still didn't care too highly for himself. most days Landon regarded himself as a lost soul, a wanderer. Who could love such a man?”
― Shawn Kirsten Maravel, The Wanderer

“To be fair, you can tell me what you think of me,â€� Max offered. “I didn’t mean to offend you. I was just making a few observations.â€�
“How could I possibly know enough about you to make a proper judgment?� His tone was harsher than he’d anticipated. “You’ve taken a stranger into your home without so much as a second thought and offered everything but your bed. Crazy comes to mind. Suicidal maybe.�
Max leaned forward in her chair, readying her defenses. “Excuse me?�
“I don’t mean to sound ungrateful here but please remember that you don’t know me. I appreciate all that you’ve done but that doesn’t entitle you to judge me.�
“I wasn’t judging you,â€� she bit back. “But maybe you’re right. I don’t think I thought this through at all.”
― Shawn Kirsten Maravel, The Wanderer

“There's something in your eyes that scares me,"
Max whispired, looking through the window.
Landon took her face into his hand and made her look into his eyes "What?" he asked. "What do you see?"
"Fear," she answered plainly. "I see fear”
― Shawn Kirsten Maravel, The Wanderer

“I've had a lot of time in my life. And I can tell you that how much or how little you have doesn't matter. What matters is what you do with it.”
― Katy Rose Pool, Into the Dying Light

“Makes sense," Cal said. "A bike needs to be taken care of just like a woman. Treat her right and she'll bring you happiness you never knew existed. Lock her away and she'll make you suffer a worse fate than hell.”
― Shawn Kirsten Maravel, The Wanderer

“Looking up at Max he asked, “Do you recommend anything?â€� He kept his eyes low and to the table, trying but failing to keep his eyes open against the bright sun light.
“You okay?� Max asked, watching as Landon struggled to meet her eyes.
“I’m trying not to look at you,� he replied.
“I’m sorry, what?�
“I mean I’m trying not to hurt my eyes.�
Max crossed her arms over her chest and raised a wicked brow.
Landon shielded the sun with his hand and finally made eye contact with her. “That came out wrong,� he said apologetically.
“It sure did,â€� she said with a chuckle.”
― Shawn Kirsten Maravel, The Wanderer

“How the time passed away, slipped into nightfall as if it had never been!”
― "The Wanderer" Poet