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Unformatted text preview: his mouth with the words, he was so strong, "maybe all mysteries are nothing at the core. Maybe the world is made from waste." "And you were there when it happened?" "I don't know," he said, imitating my own sarcastic tone exactly. He raised his eyebrows as I raise mine. I had never seen him so strong. "Shut the door, Lasher," I said, "if you are so very mighty." And to my astonishment, he reached for the knob and stepped aside, and made the door close exactly as if he were a man doing it. That was the limit for him, for it had been an astonishing feat. He was gone. The air held the heat as it always did. 285 "Admirable," I whispered. "Remember this place if you would linger or come back; remem- ber its patterns. In the dim world beyond they will shine in your eyes, they will guide you home. This is a house for centuries to come. This is a house worthy of the spirits of the dead; this is a house in which you may safely remain. War or revolut...
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