The King of Dreams by Robert Silverberg

And Lord Stiamot wept when he heard them singing the ballad of his great victory at Weygan Head, because the Stiamot of which they sang was not the Stiamot he knew. He was not himself any more. He had been emptied into legend. He had been a man, and now he was a fable.

—AITHIN FURVAIN The Book of Changes


For Jennifer and Peter—such twists, such turns!

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