What if I fall?', Tim cried.

Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do.

They were close to the end of the beginning . . .

the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.

Take the dead from the dead, the old proverb said; only a corpse may speak true prophecy.

Once again there was the desert, and that only.

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.