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“Loaf,” said Umbo, “don’t forget who and what we are. If Rigg doesn’t join us at the end of the world, then no matter which way it goes with the Destroyers, we can always go back and find him.”
“And stop him from getting himself destroyed by this?” asked Loaf, gesturing toward his own face.
“Why do you assume that it destroys him?” asked Umbo.
“Because I know how close it came to destroying me.”
“And you think that Rigg is weaker?” asked Param.
“Rigg is a child,” said Loaf.
Umbo laughed. “And so is Param, and so am I.”
“You’re not going up against a facemask,” said Loaf stubbornly.
“We’re going up against Destroyers,” said Umbo.
“We’re going to see if they come,” said Loaf, “and then run away if they do.”
“Rigg is stronger than you think,” said Umbo.
“Stronger than I am?” asked Loaf.
“Strong enough,” said Umbo. “It wasn’t physical stamina that prevailed over the facemask, was it?”
“No,” said Loaf. “It was strength of will.”
“And you think Rigg lacks that?” asked Umbo.
“He’s always been so eager to please,” said Loaf.
“He’s eager to do right,” said Umbo. “That’s not the same thing at all.”
Knosso came to them when the sun was high enough to warm the beach to a tolerable temperature. When they proposed the jaunt into the future, he agreed at once. “I thought my passage through the Wall was the only adventure of my life. Now you’ve brought another to me here at the end of the world.”
“Did you already know it was the end?” asked Umbo.
“Oh yes,” said Knosso. “The Landsman told us—told the people of the sea. Many generations ago. From what you’ve said of the Odinfolders, he told us as soon as the Book of the Future appeared in Odinfold.”
“So Larfold was informed,” said Olivenko, “but not the people of Ramfold.”
“In Ramfold,” said Param, “they made us. And who would have believed such a prophecy, anyway? Here they know what their expendable is. In Ramfold, he’s a legend. A myth. A miracle man.”
“Worldwalker,” said Umbo.
“The Golden Man,” said Olivenko.
“The Undying One,” said Loaf.
“The Gardener,” said Param. “And even Rigg, who called him Father—what would he have done with the information, if Ramex had told him? It would have deformed the history of Ramfold. Whereas Larfold—does it really have a history?”
“Didn’t you hear Auntie Wind’s account?” asked Knosso.
“They have tales and memories,” said Param. “But nothing changes. Life under the sea is—”
“Is filled with infinite variety,” said Knosso.
“But no events,” said Param.
