Manta's Gift
“But the temperature was pleasantly warm and there were interesting new foodstuffs to sample.And best of all, for the moment at least, he was alone. Or at least, as alone as he ever got."It's not wise to be down here alone," Tigrallo warned from his perpetual spot at the edge of Raimey's vision. "And of all days, this one would be more properly spent with the others of the herd.""They won't even miss me," Raimey told him shortly, straining to dive still deeper. To get away from the herd, and the Babies, the Midlings, and the other Youths.And, most of all, to get away from Drusni."They'll be singing the Song of Change in less than a ninth-part," Tigrallo reminded him.As if Raimey needed reminding. "I've already heard it," he said. "Twice.""But you've never heard it sung for you," Tigrallo said."I'll become an adult whether they sing it or not," Raimey said. "Besides, I don't have a mother to sing it to me. I'd just be hearing it from strangers.""They're hardly strangers," Tigrallo said ...with mild reproof.MoreLess
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