“I hold life sacred, even more since I’ve tasted freedom,... But I've lost my fear of death... But if you join me, I will gladly give my life for you. Because this land and its people have lost too much.”

“Who will you be when faced with the end?The end of a kingdom,The end of good men,Will you run?Will you hide?Or will you hunt down evil with a venomous pride?Rise to the ashes,Rise to the winter sky,Rise to the calling,Make heard the battle cry.Let it scream from the mountainsFrom the forest to the chapel,Because death is a hungry mouthAnd you are the apple.So who will you be when faced with the end?When the vultures are circlingAnd the shadows descendWill you cower?Or will you fight?Is your heart made of glass?Or a pure Snow White?”

“But I have come to learn there is no peace while others suffer.”

“Legend has it, dwarves were made to uncover all the riches hidden on earth. Not just golds or precious stones, but the beauty in people's hearts. -Eric”

“My friends tell me I am strong, decisive, and wise. What a joke. Where is my strength tonight? Where is my wisdom? Ironically, they tell me I am ‘so open’. Me, who has so many secrets that I have never shared. The irony would be funny if it wasn't so sad. Their blindness to my true self makes me feel invisible. Not in the way that a spirit or ghost is invisible, for I am most definitely flesh, blood, sinew, and bone. I even have a mind that works nimble and fast, and a mouth that speaks reasonably eloquently, when I feel I have something worthwhile to say. No, I’m invisible because the people who populate my life either do not, or cannot, see the real me. Of course, that is but another irony. I know much of my invisibility is of my own doing, and that is the last joke on myself: that which I seek is also that which I fear.”

“It was no good to look back, to apologize for what had happened, or to wonder what could have been different.”

“All my life I always wanted to be someone. I see now I should have been more specific.”