When we go to the fair in disguise, we never win at archery or at singlestick. We do get some nice compliments on our disguises, but no more than that.

We don’t steal from the rich and give to the poor. We steal from the poor because they can’t fight back –most of them– and the rich take from us because they could wipe us...

song of elli (old age)”What is plucked will grow again,What is slain lives on,What is stolen will remainWhat is gone is gone…What is sea-born dies on land,Soft is trod upon.What is given burns the hand...