Mark Spain Contemplation

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my help, I believe you may,” said the woman in
the circle. “Your young man is looking for you, I think,” she
added mildly
Another of those one-shoulder shrugs, indicating that the young man can go on looking all day.
“I will, will I?”
“You could be a great witch. You could be anything.
Anything you want. Come into the circle. Let me show you.”
The girl takes a few steps forward, and then hesitates. There is something about the woman’s tone. The smile is pleasant But that was a long time ago, in the past. And besides, the bitch is ...
... older.
A land of ice ...
Not winter, because that presumes an autumn and per-haps one day a spring. This is a land of iceand friendly, but there is something in the voice—too desperate, too urgent, too hungry.“But I’m learning a lot—““Step through the stones now!”The girl hesitates again.“How do I know—“Terry Pratchett“Circle time is nearly over! Think of what you can leam!Now!”“But—““Step through!”