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He’d winked at her as he’d jumped into the greatshell’s gaping maw, shocking the crowd. I miss him.” She liked to pretend he hadn’t actually gotten eaten. That’s why it’s okay to hang pictures of naked ladies in a palace.” “Mistress, wasn’t this the man who got himself intentionally swallowed by a Marabethian greatshell?” “Yup.Ĝrazy as a box full of drunk minks, that one.

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Ol’ Whitehair said you can’t be crass, so long as you’re talkin’ ’bout art.

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Like some fellow had such a short sword, everyone felt so sorry for him they said, ‘Hey, we’ll make a huge statue to it, and even though it’s tiny, it’ll look real big!’” Wyndle sighed. “Kinda looks like the tip of some guy’s dangly bits. Lift settled down on the edge of the wall, feet hanging over. People could be so strange.ěelow, crowds of people- most of them Tashikki-flowed in and out of the building, which had numerous screwlike sloped walkways leading up to it. “This focus had to be the highest point of the city anyway-and I guess they figured they’d just accept that, and make the central knob into a fortress.” A fortress for books. “Yes, the land does slope away from this central point,” Wyndle noted. The round bunker wasn’t much to look at, but it sure did seem secure from the storms. Streets turned in this direction, curling up to it, and as Lift drew close, she could see that an enormous swath of stone had been cut away around the Indicium. Everything in the city revolved around this central point. As a counterpoint, lifespren broke off from the growing polyps and bobbed over to Lift, trailing in her wake.Ě swirling, green-glowing dust.Ěhead of her, the Grand Indicium rose like the head of a bald man seen peeking above the back of the chair he was sitting in. They were so worried, she caught sight of some fearspren-shaped like globs of purple goo-gathering around the mounds upon which the men planted. What if it rained tomorrow, and washed away all this effort? What if it never rained again? The city cisterns, which were glutted with water from the weeks of Weeping, would not last forever.









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