by gloaming » Thu May 17, 2012 12:47 pm
"Darn it!" Ellie squealed, swimming after him. "No fair! I'm glad I did swim team back hime though." She called, grinning. She dived under, putting on a burst of speed ad grabbing his ankle. "Ha!" She shouted, already swimming away. "And no tag-backs!"
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“
When you are born,” the golem said
softly, “your courage is new and clean.
You are brave enough for anything:
crawling off of staircases, saying your
first words without fearing that someone
will think you are foolish, putting strange
things in your mouth. But as you get
older, your courage attracts gunk, and
crusty things, and dirt, and fear, and
knowing how bad things can get and
what pain feels like. By the time you’re
half-grown, your courage barely moves
at all, it’s so grunged up with living. So
every once in awhile, you have to scrub
it up and get the works going, or else
you’ll never be brave again.
”
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