Also By Colleen Houck

Prólogo - brasas

Capítulo 1 Phet Revelado

Capítulo 2 Salvando Kelsey

Capítulo 3 Esclarecimento

Capítulo 4 Tóquio

Capítulo 5 Voyeur

Capítulo 6 Captura

Capítulo 7 Um conto de tigre

Capítulo 8 Deixando de funcionar o partido

Capítulo 9 Jejum e Fome

Capítulo 10 Festa na praia

Capítulo 11 Amor De Filhote De Cachorro

Capítulo 12 Meninos Perdidos

Capítulo 13 Liberado De Seda

Capítulo 14 Alerta contra intrusos

Capítulo 15 Verdade Pedra

Capítulo 16 Demasiado tarde demais

Capítulo 17 Um vilão por qualquer outro nome

Capítulo 18 A Princesa e o Tigre

Capítulo 19 Uma fuga estreita

Capítulo 20 Um homem-comedor e um milagre

Capítulo 21 O último presente

Capítulo 22 O Quinto Sacrifício

Capítulo 23 Professor

Capítulo 24 Confissão ao Lado da Piscina

Capítulo 25 Uma caverna e um circo

Capítulo 26 Tornando-se Phet

Capítulo 27 Santuário da Terra

Capítulo 28 O Grove

Capítulo 29 Pássaros de uma Pena

Capítulo 30 Santuário do Ar

Capítulo 31 Vislumbre Futuro

Capítulo 32 Santuário do Fogo

Capítulo 33 Santuário da Água

Capítulo 34 Beijo Gelado da Sereia

Capítulo 35 Um sonho esquecido

Capítulo 36 Uma Promessa Cumprida

Capítulo 37 Um sonho realizado

Capítulo 38 Andarilho

Epílogo - Sonolência

By Colleen Houck

ALSO BY COLLEEN HOUCK

 

TIGER’S SAGA

Tiger’s Promise

Tiger’s Curse

Tiger’s Quest

Tiger’s Voyage

Tiger’s Destiny

REAWAKENED SERIES

Reawakened

Recreated

Reignited

Reunited

TIGER’S DREAM

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The Prophet

by Kahlil Gibran

Joy and Sorrow

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises

was oftentimes filled with your tears.

And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,

the more joy you can contain.

Is not the cup that holds your wine

the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit

the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

When you are joyous,

look deep into your heart

and you shall find it is only that

which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.

When you are sorrowful,

look again in your heart,

and you shall see

in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,”

and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”

But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

Together they come,

and when one sits alone with you at your board,

remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.

Only when you are empty

are you at standstill and balanced.

When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver,

needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

For my sisters Shara, Tonnie, and Linda

We laugh together, we cry together, and we dream together