i read once that the ancient egyptians had fifty words for sand and the eskimos had a hundred words for snow. i wish i had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep and there are no words for that
It was hard. I encountered some trolls (the creepy guys) and an ogre or two (the really creepy guys). I even got knocked down a few times, but I got up, straightened my crown, and kept going. And I finally found you...my prince charming.