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Shepard stands at the steps down to the terrace where Liara is standing, leaning slightly against the rail. As always, Shepard is awed by the sheer luck that put them together, and the pure beauty that Liara has. Not just her body, but the way she carries herself. The way she holds grace around her like a cloak, an ever present aura of divinity. As if Liara can sense Shepard there, she turns, standing up straight. Her eyes light with joy. Her worry creased brow, and the crows feet around her eyes, soften instantly. Her happiness is easy for Shepard to see. Taking the few steps onto the terrace, Shepard embraces Liara softly, their lips brus

The following essay will appear as an Appendix to the sequel of my fantasy novel, Her Unwelcome Inheritance, which is internationally available in paperback and digital formats from all major online booksellers. On the Supposed Unsuitability of Fairytales for Children Shortly after supporting a local library event promoting fairytale literature, the folklore department at Lightfoot College received an animated communication from a very concerned mother regarding, in short, the "unsuitability of fairytales for children." As this seems to be a rather widespread idea (I might mention the Daily Telegraph article of February 12, 2012) as well a