There was a silence when Ayla finished. Zelandoni who was First broke the silence. In our Histories and Legends, the Great Earth Mother gave birth to all life, and then to those like us who would reme...
That is truly the loss of innocence, Ayla, when we understand what we must do in order to live. That
South Holding, was the acknowledged leader of the Twenty-ninth Cave, but Summer Camp and
Not only could he share the memories, and control them, he could keep the link intact as their thoughts moved through time from the past to the present. The men of his clan enjoyed a richer, fuller ce...
Mog-ur has been spending all day and half the night in the place of the spirits. It must be a ceremony. While Ayla was gone, he wouldn't go near it; now he hardly ever comes out. When he does, he's so...
Like men, some grow best in company, striving to outdo the rest. Others need to grow their own way, though it may be lonely. Both have value.
I’d done so many things I wasn’t supposed to do that by then I was ready to try any idea that came to me.
It’s harder to kill people. The empathy is so much stronger that the mind must invent new reasons. But, if we can somehow link it to our own survival, the mind will make the devious twists and turns n...
It was a tense moment. If Norg refused them, they would have no choice but to return the long distance back to their cave. It would be a grave breach of propriety, but to allow Ayla entrance would be...
Impetuously, with the uninhibited reactions of a child, she reached out to touch his face, to see if the scar felt different.
His people believed that the Mother had first created a spirit world, and the spirits of all things in it were perfect. The spirits then produced living copies of themselves, to populate the ordinary...
At a bend in the river, an upland stream fell into the Middle Mother, which itself came from higher ground. The marrow-chilling air had caught and stilled the waters in the act of falling, and the str...
As Creb looked at the peaceful, trusting face of the strange girl in his lap, he felt a deep love flowering in his soul for her. He couldn’t have loved her more if she were his own.
That which is subtle can be more powerful.
It happen, she could. They
Working with flint, he had often caused small sparks, but he thought of it as the living spirit of the stone released as part of the process.
Unspoiled, undamaged, ruled by her own natural law and subject only to her own will—and the great void whence she sprang—the great Mother Earth took pleasure in creating and sustaining life in all its...
They are lazy, worthless men who contribute nothing, unless they’re shamed into it, and they have little shame.
The Shamud had told him once that the Mother favoured him so much no woman could refuse him, not even the Mother Herself could refuse him – that was his gift – but he warned him to be wary. Gifts from...
Sorry. That is courtesy, right? Custom? Jondalar, what good are words like sorry? It doesn’t change anything, it doesn’t make me feel any better. He pulled his hand through his hair. She was right. Wh...