All I know is that it is changing. It is all changing.” There was no fear in his voice, only fierce exultation. Alder could not share that. He had lost too much and was too worn out by his struggle against forces he could not control or comprehend. But his heart rose to that gallantry. “May it change for the good, my lord,” he said. “Be it so,” the old man said. “But change it must.”
