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plough with iron. They ravage the land.”
“Some do, I’ll grant you that. Others put back more’n they take. They put back love. They’ve got soil in their bones. They tell the land what it is. That’s what humans are for. Without humans, Lancre’d just be a bit of ground with green bits on it, but not necessarily up to date.
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Verence sat beside the Queen. His pupils were tiny pin-points; he smiled faintly, permanently, in a way very reminis-cent of the Bursar.
“Ah. But when we are married,” said the Queen, “the land must accept me. By your own rules. I know how it works. There’s more to being a king than wearing a crown. The king and the land are one. The king and the queen are one. And I shall be queen.”. They wouldn’t even know they’re trees. We’re all down here together, madam—us and the land. It’s not just land anymore, it’s a country. It’s like a horse that’s been broken and shod or a dog that’s been tamed. Every time people put a plough in the soil or planted a seed they took the land further away from you,” said Granny. “Things change.”l The Monks of Cool, whose tiny and exclusive monastery is hidden in areally cool and laid-back valley in the lower Ramtops, have a passing-outtest for a novice. He is taken into a room full of all types of clothing andasked: Yo,+ my son, which of these is the most stylish thing to wear? Andthe correct answer is: Hey, whatever I select. tCool
Friday, 24 April 2009
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