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1 " The Dreaming is always; forever... it's always happening, and us mob, we're part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too. "
― , Crow Country
2 " ...There is a tale, as old as the Ancient Ones themselves, that one would arise who has that gift: to sing all the chantments, the high notes and the low, the swift rhythms and the slow. And this person would be more powerful than even the Ancient Ones were, as powerful as the gods themselves. "
― , The Singer of All Songs
3 " When a rock or a tree branch is placed in a river, the water's flow is altered a little. Have you not seen this? Our dances are pebbles and twigs, we make a little ripple in the great stream, that is all. Nothing leaves the river. This is how healing is accomplished. "
4 " The Dreaming is now. The Dreaming is always; forever; it circles around and around. It never ends. It's always happening, and us mob, we're part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too. "
5 " The secret magic of this country lay hidden, buried under buildings and blood; but it had never gone away, and it would never disappear. It lay waiting, lost in its own endless dream. "
6 " It seems to me them that sees an evil thing unfold and don't do nothin' to prevent it, are just as bad as them that does the evil. "
7 " all the gods are the same unknowable mystery, just as each face of a jewel strikes light in a different direction "
8 " I had forgotten how good it feels to run." He brushed the hair bac from his face and grinned at her. "But to sit quietly is a good thing too. "
9 " A gift is not thrown away so lightly. Especially a gift from a friend. No, I will keep it, to remind me that not all friendships need to end in bitterness. "
10 " Calwyn stopped in her tracks, and her song faltered on her lips. For the space of a heartbeat she thought she must be dreaming; the steady chantment she’d been singing without pause since dawn jerked almost into silence. "
11 " Calwyn felt suddenly very solemn and serious. Usually during lessons and lectures she felt only a fierce desire to be elsewhere or an irresistible urge to fidget, but now she sat as still as a statue, sensing that what Marna was about to tell her was more important, and certainly more interesting, than herb lore or weaving patterns. "
12 " The past is never over; it is never lost. It circles, as the stones circle, as the stars circle, as the sky circles. "
13 " Sadie "