“What are you so afraid of, Ransom of Thulcandra?” it said. “Of you, Oyarsa, because you are unlike me and I cannot see you.” “Those are not great reasons,” said the voice. “You are also unlike me, and, though I see you, I see you very faintly. But do not think we are utterly unlike. We are both copies of Maleldil. These are not the real reasons.”
