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As long as you have some idea of what’s happening to you, ‘real’ or ‘unreal’ doesn’t matter. You have to stand up for what you care about; if you don’t, you lose control of who you are.”
the Sunbane, which none can foretell. If you were innocent, as the ur-Lord insists—” He groaned in grief. “Forgive me.” But an instant later his voice hardened. “Avaunt, Marid!” he barked. “Ware us! Your life is forfeit here!”
his lungs labored. In the back of his mind, a pulse of outrage beat like lifeblood. Three steps to his side, Linden stood frozen and appalled. Hissing voraciously, Marid flung himself into a run. He sprinted to the rock, up the shelf. For one splinter of time, Covenant could not move. He saw Marid launch himself at Linden, saw fangs reaching toward her face, saw her standing as if her heart had stopped. Her need snatched Covenant into motion. He took two desperate strides, crashed head and shoulders against her. They tumbled together across the hard dirt.
Even prophets and madmen require sustenance.”
language which had become alien to him. Together the companions flopped like dying fish to the riverbank, crawled out of the water.
“You fear both strength and weakness, both power and lack of power. You fear to be in need—and to have your need answered.
Power corrupts. Because it is unsure. It is not enough. Or it is too much. It teaches doubt. Doubt makes violence.
