Everyone has an angel. A guardian who watches over us. We can't know what form they'll take. One day, old man. Next Day, little girl. But don't let appearances fool you. They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they're not here to fight our battles. But to whisper from our heart, reminding that it's us. It's everyone of us who holds the power over the worlds we create.
Dr. John Watson: It's not that he can't ride horses... how is it you put it? Sherlock Holmes: Their dangerous at both end and crafty in the middle... Why would I want anything with a mind of its own bobbing about between my legs?