What stories d’you know about, y’know, the edge of the whole world?” Robalson blinked. “Stories?” he said. “You mean, like, Heaven? Same as you, probably. Why?” “Wouldn’t you like to know if they was true?” Sham said, with sudden fervour, an intensity that took him quite by surprise. “Not really,” said Robalson. “For a start, they ain’t, they’re just stories. For a second, if they are true, some of them you don’t want to be. What if it’s true that you should shun it? What is it they say’s there? A universe of sobbing, is it? Or, a crying treasure?” He shook his head. “It don’t have to make
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