“Within these walls, locked art the sands of time for all but us.” “You turned it inside out!” Myron exclaimed. Esrahaddon looked with an appraising eye over his shoulder at the monk. “ ’Tis thrice thou hast impressed me. What did thou say thy name was?” “He didn’t,” Royce answered for him.
[Later comment: Yeah, I definitely thought Myron would have some heritage or power explained.]
