“How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon From the slow opening curtains of the clouds Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!”
“The sun sets, the strange clouds glowing eerily like a full moon laced with arsenic and occult warnings. Eternity stretches out her mocking red carpet, hinting at the long lonely walk of regret I have ahead of me.”
“So how come it looks so beautiful?How come the moon falls from the sky?”
“Floating to shore...riding a low moon...on a slow cloud.”
“Put your puppet on the throne." said Talathain. "You may make her Queen but she won’t be Queen for long.”
“How reassuring." - Queen Elizabeth, when told during a walking tour of Scotland that she looks like the Queen”