Saturday, February 13, 2010

From THE SPEED OF DREAMS - unpublished

“You can shoot me if I try something.  You can put me in chains.  Do with me whatever you want, but let me go look for him.  Next to Jat’Lyn, I probably know more about him than any one else here.  He was always so proper, so perfect, and fly; he could fly a hurricane through the eye of a needle and knit a sweater with it without the hurricane suspecting it had been tamed.  Everyone knew he was peasant born, but he was still the best of us; I wanted so much to be just like him.  Now, I just want to find him.”

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