Jova pulled him upright. "Odd name, I must say. Where are you from?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Never heard of it," Jova said cheerily. "Where are you headed, then?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Do you know where you're going from here, then? You'll be alright on your own?" Jova wasn't sure he could point him in the direction of the marsh's end, but he could try.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Never," Jova admitted, "though I've done extensive research on the area. I'm hunting for a treasure, you see."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Jova raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid I can't give you a cut. That's not how it works."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
“Hey, I wasn’t gonna even ask for the treasure. ...How about we make a deal. If I help you find the treasure, you can help me find my way to the other side of this place, where my friend lives. We can help each other.” Sol held out his hand to shake. “Deal?”
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Jova paused, considering. There was safety in numbers, and if something went wrong he could easily remedy it. "Very well," he agreed, shaking Sol's hand firmly. "We have a deal, good sir."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Right you are." Jova turned on his heel, checking his compass before setting off east.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
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