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“Just wait,” Zsoronga said. “Something auspicious will happen. Some twist will keep you here, where you can discharge your fate! Wait and see.”
“And what if they know?” Sorweel finally asked, voicing the one alternative they had passed over in silence.
“They don’t know.”
“But wh-”
“They don’t know.”
Zsoronga, Sorweel was beginning to realize, possessed the enviable ability to yoke his conviction to his need—to believe, absolutely, whatever his heart required. For Sorweel, belief and want always seemed like ropes too short to bind together, forcing him to play the knot as a result.
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Scott R. Bakker, The White-Luck Warrior