December 24, 2006

• "... He looked after me and stayed with me when he'd rather have been wandering by himself. He liked to walk, in the forest, in the wild places. He went everywhere on the mountain, looking at things, listening. He always listened, so they called him the Silent. But he used to talk to me. He told me stories. Not only the great stories everybody learns, the heroes and the kings and the things that happened long ago and far away, but stories only he knew."

  Ursula K Le Guin: Tehanu, Chapter II

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