GRAND INDEED

“...each task achieved the burden grows

to pen the pain that master knows...”

Kelyehndi Ohnnynde Gusya

4:3:4:3/6, III:XV

“But... they win, don’t they?” Ten more months of story had passed between them, tale by tale, four or five days a week. “I mean, of course they do. So–”

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“Another story, I take it.” The old man eased into a side chair and sighed deeply. “This next one is grand, indeed.”

The enormity of their task stretched before them, and Farwen sensed himself shifting in it. “Another book?”

“Yes, and another atlas. Another chance, Farwen, to graduate from my tutelage.”

“Who will you choose this time? The first atlas came out well, I think.”

With a knowing grin, the old man smiled at his young companion. “How many days will you spend, hearing my tales?”

“All the days you have tales to tell, master.”