We men dream dreams, we work magic, we do good, we do evil. The dragons do not dream. They are dreams. They do not work magic: it is their substance, their being. They do not do; they are.
We men dream dreams, we work magic, we do good, we do evil. The dragons do not dream. They are dreams. They do not work magic: it is their substance, their being. They do not do; they are.We men dream dreams, we work magic, we do good, we do evil. The dragons do not dream. They are dreams. They do not work magic: it is their substance, their being. They do not do; they are.―Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore
―Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest ShoreThe Farthest ShoreMikhail walked up the steps to Berkley’s Club, his skin tingling. It had been a long time since he’d scented a virgin woman in her prime.
