[He's sure of that; he knew Gods before this. The voice, the pressure, the drive are absent. There's a sense, maybe, of someone - maybe several someones, maybe just facets - far away, thither and yon, on the other sides of whatever the barge sails through. But not his God.]
BUT IT IS ELSEWHERE. I HEAR....LIFE. IT ECHOES AND RIPPLES AND SINGS.
[He reaches forward, fingertips touching the boy gently on the temple.]
THERE IS DIVINITY IN ALL OF THIS.
[An extra spark of Preservation, to make men something different from animals. That's how Sazed explained it.]
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[He's sure of that; he knew Gods before this. The voice, the pressure, the drive are absent. There's a sense, maybe, of someone - maybe several someones, maybe just facets - far away, thither and yon, on the other sides of whatever the barge sails through. But not his God.]
BUT IT IS ELSEWHERE. I HEAR....LIFE. IT ECHOES AND RIPPLES AND SINGS.
[He reaches forward, fingertips touching the boy gently on the temple.]
THERE IS DIVINITY IN ALL OF THIS.
[An extra spark of Preservation, to make men something different from animals. That's how Sazed explained it.]