There was in him a slumbering spark of sociability which the long Starkfield winters had not yet extinguished. By nature grave and inarticulate, he admired recklessness and gaiety in others and was warmed to the marrow by friendly human intercourse.

Colours are not  enough  for a colourful day, colourful thoughts can create a colourful day.

They went bowling and curling and regularly joined other couples for coffee and doughnuts at Tim Horton’s.

We walk in dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge and no one may pass. We live for the One. We die for the One. -- the Ranger oath

Written By J. Michael Straczynski

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