“Who is Therru, Ged?” He did not answer until she thought he was not going to answer, and then he said, “So made—what freedom is there for her?” “We are our freedom, then?” “I think so.” “You seemed, in your power, as free as man can be. But at what cost? What made you free? And I . . . I was made, molded like clay, by the will of the women serving the Old Powers, or serving the men who made all services and ways and places, I no longer know which. Then I went free, with you, for a moment, and with Ogion. But it was not my freedom. Only it gave me choice; and I chose. I chose to mold myself
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