In the world of your story, your outline is like the Ten Commandments. Unfortunately, your characters are all Atheists.
Trust not in Sprites nor the motivations of a Gnome.
You can't believe everything people tell you - not even if those people are your own brain.
Your king is SUPPOSED to explode? What kind of government system is that?
Wisdom cannot be stolen - it can only be shared.
Respect is a really powerful magic too, you know.
There is no such thing as helplessness. It's just another word for giving up.
Muscle-work can only make one weary-it takes brain-work to create true exhaustion.
Respect is a kind of magic too, you know.
It is a fool of a shepherd who culls his dogs.
She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.
How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?
I'm free... to think and to speak. My ancestors couldn't. I can. And my children will.
Have you ever noticed how grateful you are to see daylight again after coming through a long dark tunnel? Always try to see life around ya as if you'd just come out of a tunnel.