Apr. 3rd, 2006

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Like a wind crying endlessly through the universe, Time carries away the names and the deeds of conquerors and commoners alike. And all that we were, all that remains, is in the memories of those who cared we came this way for a brief moment.

A blessing of the 18th Egyptian dynasty: "God be between you and harm in all the empty places you walk."

Paladin Of the Lost Hour, by Harlan Ellison

I miss you, Granddad.

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