“Home. Home. He tested the word in his mind, mouthed it first in the ogre tongue, then in the human to get a feel for it. Haven and protection. Things to fight for. Things to cherish. He looked to the other end of the vale, at the foreboding dark lines of the keep perched like a beast atop the cliffs, and thought that there was a thing there to be cherished and fought for as well.” LoveHomeFantasyProtectionHaven Book:Bloodraven Source: Bloodraven