How am I supposed to save the universe with all this noise?!

(True,) the white hole said. (My name is Khairelikoblepharehglukumeilichephreidosd'enagouni-) and at the same time he went flickering through a pattern of colors that was evidently the visual translation.

Belief made no difference to the truth.

You walk on water, and complain that you can't find anything to drink!

A legend can just as well be founded in the future as in the past." "It's called a 'prophecy,'" Urruah said. "You may have heard of the concept.

Something always happens. You still have to promise stuff anyway. If you have to work to make the promises true... it's like a spell. You have to say the words every time you want the results.

So rage, proud Power: fail again! And see my blood teach Death to die!