- *in the middle of a forest fire*
- Heather Chandler: (holding Heather McNamara) It's okay, Heather. At least we'll die together. *to Heather Duke* Heather, you go die over there.
So whenever I read trc, I'm always overwhelmed by this almost pathological desire to experience the same feelings of wonder and beauty and magic that you describe in the series. Yes, I understand that there is no sentient, magical forest to discover, and no sleeping king that I can search for, but I still have this urge to have similar feelings and experiences in my life. So how do you experience a similar kind of magic and wonder that you describe in your books, in everyday life?