Making the Best, continued
Nov. 1st, 2005 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's actually day 22 or thereabouts. I keep doing this. I start doing something and I just don't stop. Working at something blocks out the heebie-jeebies, I suppose. Anyway, I made it back to Stoneship and collapsed again.
I'm a fair way into the tunnel. No sign of an end to the blockage yet, but I found a torn scrap of paper with writing on it. Hers, of course.
"...at last. They have accepted me as their counsellor. This time we will not fail. How can a people seek leastness when they will not relinquish their pride? For pride comes in so many forms. Even my father..."
I wonder where the rest of it is.
Not much to report for four days of solid slog. Maybe in another four days.
I'm a fair way into the tunnel. No sign of an end to the blockage yet, but I found a torn scrap of paper with writing on it. Hers, of course.
"...at last. They have accepted me as their counsellor. This time we will not fail. How can a people seek leastness when they will not relinquish their pride? For pride comes in so many forms. Even my father..."
I wonder where the rest of it is.
Not much to report for four days of solid slog. Maybe in another four days.