Tuesday, April 16, 2013


"Come now, Father, no argument.
Yes, body's poor and yours is spent!
That's certain.  Yet, feed it we must.
Without it, thought's gold is but rust."

So says Gudrunlod to Harcto, her fallen water mage father, on the dunes above Peloon.  At this point in the tale, she is unaware that she is a heresy.

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