“I’m afraid of being happy,” she confessed. “You mustn’t be. Joy is one of the most powerful weapons your race possesses.” “Joy I feel,” said Fatima, closing her eyes against the bright air. “Joy comes in moments. Happiness is supposed to last. Whenever I feel it, I’m afraid something will take it away, and it won’t come back again.” “Little old woman! You’re wise, and wisdom often makes people unhappy. But you’re more afraid of happiness than you were of the leviathan you met on that cliff. Have you already forgotten what I told you when I pulled you out of the sea? You must be without fear:
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