‘But maybe Uyulala in the Southern Oracle knows. She may know. It’s all the same to us.’ ‘How can I get there?’ ‘You can’t get there at all, son. Not in ten thousand days’ journey. Your life is too short. You’d die first. It’s too far. In the south. Much too far. So it’s all hopeless. We told you so in the first place, didn’t we, old woman? Sakes alive, son. Give it up. And most important, leave us in peace.’
