The Forgotten Beasts of Eld

He was silent a moment, struggling. He said finally, “But you had a right to be angry.”

“Yes. But not to hurt those I love, or myself.”

“The Riddle Master himself lost the key to his own riddles one day,” he said in his deep, reed-pure voice, “and he found it again at the bottom of his heart.”

Wisdom never learned silence, and it is most annoying when least wanted.

Men see what they are most afraid of.

I do not want to choose which one of you I must love or hate. Here, I am free to do neither. I want no part of your bitterness.