'No one knows, Kalus. And that's why men cling to religion.
That, and the desire to do good. But that's enough for tonight,
really. All right?'
At first her words had no effect, then. 'Yes,' he answered
absently. For his mind was submerged in questions that had drowned far
more learned souls than his.
In the coming battle he retained only one advantage. His life had been
too hard, the beginnings of his dreams too dearly bought, to be long
deceived and pacified by illusions. His feet were too painfully aware
of the road beneath them, and his hands too calloused from the Herculean
labors of survival.
But this could not protect him from Fear, when cast in this new,
metaphysical light.
Chapter 28
Several days, perhaps a week, passed in much the same outward manner.
But Sylviana, with her now practiced eye, began to observe a subtle
change in him, and this troubled her. Always now when his attention was
not required for some physical task, his eyes and mind seemed to rove
about him, as if expecting the walls to come suddenly to life and undo
him. She began to fear that despite all her caution she had given him
too much to think about, too many questions to grapple with. And she
wondered what hidden Pandora's box she had opened inside him.
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