I will look for the story. The Fliers in our whorl-- I met one, and as he lay dying, he told me they are losing control. Of the sun. What that means I cannot say. Did the man and his son learn to fly?
I don't see any difference between men from Earth and from my whorl; another sign, perhaps, that my theory is correct.
The task of an artist is to create, and as creators artists are the children, too, of two-headed Pas, builder of the Whorl and god of mechanisms. Artists and augurs both hear the whispers of the gods, only in different ways.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
[Voice]
Date: 2008-09-16 12:26 am (UTC)I don't see any difference between men from Earth and from my whorl; another sign, perhaps, that my theory is correct.
The task of an artist is to create, and as creators artists are the children, too, of two-headed Pas, builder of the Whorl and god of mechanisms. Artists and augurs both hear the whispers of the gods, only in different ways.