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I wondered if there was any way to live amongst other people and refuse to be harnessed by their expectations and dependencies.
“A tower seldom crumbles from the bottom up,” she told more than one, and claimed to have the saying from Prince Chivalry.
It is good to know well a man you are going to kill; it is not good to understand him.
I’ve noticed that drinking together, especially to excess, forms a bond between folk.
There are those who believe, Tom, that all of time is a circle. All of history a great wheel, turning inexorably. Just as seasons come and go, just as the moon moves endlessly through her cycle, so does time. The same wars are fought, the same plagues descend, the same folk, good or evil, rise to power. Humanity is trapped on that wheel, doomed endlessly to repeat the mistakes we have already made. Unless someone comes to change it.
For time is the great enslaver of us all. Time that ages us, time that limits us. Think how often you have wished to have more time for something, or wished you could go back a day and do something differently. When humanity is freed of time, old wrongs can be corrected before they are done.”
“We’ve the world to save, you and I.”
“Sometimes all the choices are poor ones, Fool, and still a man must choose.”
Children, I have found, are much more swift to accept the unusual. They admit their curiosity, you see, rather than disdaining the object that arouses it.”
while drinking could solve nothing, it could make the unbearable tolerable.
Regarding that land, we have the usual tales that distant lands spawn. Dragons and giants, ancient tumbledown cities, savage unicorns, treasure hoards and secret maps, dusty streets paved with gold, valleys of eternal spring where the water rises steaming from the ground, dangerous sorcerers spell-locked in caves of gems and ancient sleeping evils embedded in the earth. All are said to reside in the ancient, nameless land beyond the boundaries of the Mountain Kingdom.
“You don’t know how to save yourself from yourself. How are you going to save the world?”
“When you can either laugh or cry, you might as well laugh,”
I healed. Not completely. A scar is never the same as good flesh, but it stops the bleeding.
But what I will always hold in my heart is the moment when she turned back, to stamp her foot at Verity-as-Dragon and tell him to hurry up and get those damned ships out of her harbor.
