The men which rule see the designs of a woman as limiting to at best to their machinations…

“I think it’s looking at me. Why does it keep looking at me?”
“They are simply all eyes, you see; that is they cannot help but to look at you. Be kind, Foster.”

Dierdre smiled and moved across the span to her son and embraced him, “I am very proud of you, Vinnie.” “Whew, that’s good, she only calls me Vinnie when she is indeed very happy with me.”, he thought as she held him close.

Caev’eya Nah studied her daughter for a moment and reasoned that she was only 220 years of age and yet required further development.