Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

Victor Hugo

Excerpts from Legend of the Bear

In this fleeting second I realized my destiny. And in another quick second I understood that this black haired, almond-eyed little girl had been waiting too.

Am I forever doomed to be just a toy put on a shelf for people to look at, to occasionally pick up only to put down again ? Am I never to have a life of my own ? Am I never to love or to be loved ? Am I destined to scream silently ? Am I always to remain invisible ? And when I ask why, what have I done ? I am answered, "simply because you were born."

Something was definitely up. Wait a minute lady, don't I have any say in this ? You're playing with my mind and heart. What a decision! Should I go with you, not knowing where, why, or what lies ahead?