5/30/2023 0 Comments The riddle by alison croggon![]() "Song cannot be made out of hatred and fear. What difference would it make to you?" "It is better if you do not hate or fear me," said Arkan. "You could just as easily cast me into some dark dungeon. "Why do you wish to please me?" she asked, breaking the silence. She was always conscious of the man pacing beside her, although she did not look at him. ![]() ![]() The design of the pillars had changed subtly, she thought she saw flowers within them, all with six petals, but infinitely various and intricate. But thank you." They walked in silence for a time through the endless, beautiful corridors, and despite herself Maerad found she was admiring the beauties of Arkan-da with different eyes. "But I like flowers." "I will make you flowers if you desire them." "They would be flowers of ice. Do you deny them that?" "No," said Maerad, unable to conceal the sadness in her voice. ![]() Rick and ice have their own voices, their own lives, their own breath, their own pulse. ![]() The wind lives, the snow lives, the ice lives, the mountains live. "I live," said Arkan with a peculiar arrogance as they walked. ![]()
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