You said 'forever'.
Just whispers from the water,
just another lie.
Just whispers from the water,
just another lie.
"It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever," he said. "Have you thought of going into teaching?"
Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant "idiot".
On nights such as these the gods, as has already been pointed out, play games other than chess with the fates of mortals and the thrones of kings. It is important to remember that they always cheat, right up to the end...
1 comment:
Similar train of thought in my latest poem. Perhaps that word 'forever' needs to be banished.
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