"As she stumbled forward she cried out in her mind, which was as dark, as shaken as the subterranean vault, “Forgive me. O my Masters, O unnamed ones, most ancient ones, forgive me, forgive me!” There was no answer. There had never been an answer."
Ursula K. Le Guin

January 1, 1970

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Chapter 10, "The Anger of the Dark"

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