Reading One Book Is Like Eating One

(true,) The White Hole Said. (my Name Is Khairelikoblepharehglukumeilichephreidosd'enagouni-) And At The Same Time He Went Flickering Through A Pattern Of Colors That Was Evidently The Visual Translation.

"don't Be Afraid To Make Corrections," Picchu Said. "don't Be Afraid To Lend A Hand." She Fell Silent, Seeming To Think For A Moment. "and Don't Look Down."

Blood In The Water I Sing, And One Who Shed It: Deadliest Hunger I Sing, And One Who Fed It- Weaving The Ancient-most Tale Of The Sea's Sending: Singing The Tragedy, Singing The Joy Unending This Is Our Shame- This Is The Whole Ocean's Glory: This Is The Song Of The Twelve. Hark To The Story! Hearken, And Bring It To Pass: Swift Lest The Sorrow Long Ago Laid To It's Rest Devour Us Tomarrow!

Belief Made No Difference To The Truth.

The City Breathing, Burning, Living The Life Thy Had Preserved. Ten Million Lives And More. If Something Should Happen To All That Life - How Terrible! Nita Gulped For Control As She Remembered Fred's Word Of Just This Morning, An Eternity Ago. And This Was What Being A Wizard Was About. Keeping Terrible Things From Happening, Even When It Hurts. Not Just Power, Or Control Of What Ordinary People Couldn't Control, Or Delight In Being Able To Make Strange Things Happen. Those Were The Side Effects - Not The Reason, The Purpose.