“Why do we stop for the greystones?” “Tradition, my boy,” he said grandly, throwing his arms wide. “And… — Patrick Rothfuss
“Why do we stop for the greystones?”
“Tradition, my boy,” he said grandly, throwing his arms wide. “And superstition. They are one and the same, anyway.”
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