the rocks work as hard as the stars, to be what they are
She listened to their explanations, their pleas, their hopes and their dreams. And for one so completely logical as the Voice, it all sounded very twee and unnecessary. But - and within that small word held the keys to everything, truly - to see if it was possible... was that not reason enough. The Voice seemed to pulse before them in her considerations, gazing from Bastien to Rexanna and back again.
"What you ask is no easy thing, bright ones. I do not know if it will be possible." She smiled enigmatically. "But that is no reason not to try." Already the potentials would be visible on her face. "Are you willing to make whatever sacrifices may be necessary?"
"What you ask is no easy thing, bright ones. I do not know if it will be possible." She smiled enigmatically. "But that is no reason not to try." Already the potentials would be visible on her face. "Are you willing to make whatever sacrifices may be necessary?"
