For he knew the name of the wind, and so the wind obeyed him.
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“How odd to watch a mortal kindle Then to dwindle day by day. Knowing their bright souls are tinder And the wind will have its way. Would I could my own fire lend. What does your flickering portend?”
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“Nothing but the truth could break me. What is harder than the truth?”
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And, of course, the grand failures are as entertaining as the great successes.
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Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.
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I imagined death in the form of a great bird with wings of fire and shadow.
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“But we are all creatures of habit. It is far too easy to stay in the familiar ruts we dig for ourselves.
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“Silanxi, I bind you. By the name of stone, be still as stone. Aeruh, I command the air. Lay leaden on your tongue. Selitos, I name you. May all your powers fail you but your sight.”
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“There’s no good story that doesn’t touch the truth,”
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‘Small deeds for small men,’
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