By Tara Holland
Date: 13 October 2000
Spartan
HE: Should you feel catharsis at winds that howl through your vacant keep?
I: Oh yes, spartan that I am...I have lost all and gained more.
Would a twisting wind rape me of any further increase?
HE: Perchance you shall lose all and gain more still until, through
this cyclone, all the world will be yours to lose and gain and lose again.
I: There's power in the force of such tempest. And power in the
gain it brings. And 'twas the world that sent the reaper wind in the first,
to completely free me of my things. And so shall you be freed from my own insufferable presence, for a time, though the whirlwind resides in mine own belly, and whispers to me of nourishment in a voice but only few can hear.
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