“Hello, Master Elodin,” I said. “I’m afraid I’m going to be leaving the University for a term or two.” “Are you really afraid?” I noticed a whisper of amusement in his quiet, resonant voice. It took me a moment to realize what he was referring to. “It’s just a figure of speech.” “The figures of our speaking are like pictures of names. Vague, weak names, but names nonetheless. Be mindful of them.”
