He had a hundred arms that broke into a hundred thousand fingers, and all of his fingers reached up into the sky. The weight of the sky was heavy on his shoulders.

“Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there…”

“You can't trust other people. If it's important, you have to do it yourself.”

“Nothing's ever the same," she said. "Be it a second later or a hundred years. I…”

“Shadow was amused, and a little puzzled, to realize that he was far more concer…”