"Perhaps," she said. "But when can we go to Laitokitok together?"
"Soon."
"Soon is no good," she said.
"It's all I have."
"When will you come to drink beer in the evening?"
"Soon."
"I hate soon. You and soon are lying brothers."
"Then neither of us will come."
"You come an bring soon too."
"I will."

True at First Light
Hemingway

The end is near!

There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.

Ravens and crows. Rats. Mists and clouds. Insects and corruption. Strange events and odd occurrences.

The ordinary twisted and strange. Wonders!

The dead are beginning to walk, and some see them. Others do not, but more and more, we all fear the night.

These have been our days. They rain upon us beneath a dead sky, crushing us with their fury, until as one we beg: "Let it begin!"



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