![]() ![]() Because they cannot see what comes before them, they assume nothing comes before them. “But as obvious as this is,” the blurred face continued, “it escapes them. Which meant that Kellhus stood on conditioned ground. For all the changes wrought by thirty years in the Wilderness, his father remained Dûnyain … Everything, Kellhus knew, had been premeditated. The action seemed random, as though his father merely changed posture to relieve some vagrant ache, but it was not. Without warning, the face re-emerged, water-garbled, white save the black sockets beneath his brow. “Split him in two, and he would murder himself.” Rear him among Inrithi and he will become Inrithi … Rear an infant among Fanim and he will become Fanim. Why are no Fanim children born to Inrithi parents? Why are no Inrithi children born to Fanim parents? Because these truths are made, cast by the particularities of circumstance. “To desire as they desired … Men are like wax poured into moulds: their souls are cast by their circumstances. “It is their nature to believe as their fathers believed,” the darkness continued. Lines of radiance danced across the intervening waters. ![]() “You came to the world,” unseen lips said, “and you saw that Men were like children.” Kellhus paused next to one of the shining braziers, peered beneath the bronze visage that loomed orange and scowling over his father, watched him lean back into absolute shadow. “Water everywhere, falling in thundering cataracts, singular drops, and draping sheets. ![]()
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