I'd like to meet:
Few men have learned that the greatest adventure they can know is the strong love of a faithful woman. That in her lie all the wonder, mystery, hope he would wrangle from high adventure, his endless occasional wars and great material endeavors.
Man went to sleep alone, dreamed of perfection, and woke complete.
For all a woman gives a man, so does he give order to her feminine power. Two become one: infinitely stronger by their partnership.
Yet for all a wife is – loving, compassionate, supportive – what will she become when transformed by violence into a widow? What measure of hate, cruelty and vengeance will she pour out on those who have stolen half her loving soul?
A woman would cross the sea for love. For revenge, she will cross everything else.
Her fiery errand begins with the words of her husband: What Is Shroud?