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Tristran and Yvaine were happy together. Not forever- after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while.
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Adventures are all very well in their place, he thought, but there's a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.
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"Now that you have saved my life, you are, by the law of my people, responsible for me, and I for you. Where you go, I must also go."
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Zuzia
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'It looks.' he said. 'as if I'm as tied to you as you are to me.'
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He was painfully aware how hungry he was; soon Tristran began to think of himself as nothing more than hunger, thinly surrounded by flesh.
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Then he reached out both trembling hands, and placed the crown upon the lion's head.
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Then, purring like an earthquake, the lion slipped away into the forest.
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Then, purring like an earthquake, the lion slipped away into the forest.
Zuzia
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There was still nothing that he could do, having with him not even the pail of water which had been the traditional method of breaking up animal fights in Wall.
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His hands tingled, not unpleasantly, where his skin touched hers.
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"I broke my leg," said the young lady.
"Im sorry, of course," said Tristran. "But the star."
"I broke my leg," she told him sadly, "when I fell." And with that, she heaved her lump of mud at him. Glittering dust fell from her arm, as it moved.
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"Im sorry, of course," said Tristran. "But the star."
"I broke my leg," she told him sadly, "when I fell." And with that, she heaved her lump of mud at him. Glittering dust fell from her arm, as it moved.
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"Every lover is in his heart a madman, and in his head a minstrel."
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