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right anwsers don't mean anything... unless you know why they are right
She would not anwser me. Her face flushed. Her face, her whole body, were the anwser.
"OH, you ought to have been one of Ungit's girls," and I savagely. " You ought to have lived in there- in the dark- all blood and incence and mutteringand the reek of burnt fat. To like - living among things you can't see- dark and holy and horrible. Is it nothing to you at all that you are leaving me, going into all that... turning your back on all our love?"
What is madness or not? Which was true? Which would be worse? I was st that very moment when, if they meant us well, the gods would speak. Yet they didn't
She would not anwser me. Her face flushed. Her face, her whole body, were the anwser.
"OH, you ought to have been one of Ungit's girls," and I savagely. " You ought to have lived in there- in the dark- all blood and incence and mutteringand the reek of burnt fat. To like - living among things you can't see- dark and holy and horrible. Is it nothing to you at all that you are leaving me, going into all that... turning your back on all our love?"
What is madness or not? Which was true? Which would be worse? I was st that very moment when, if they meant us well, the gods would speak. Yet they didn't