When one door opens, so does another one.
Everything. I have done everything you wanted…You asked that the child be taken. I took him. You cowered before me. I was frightening…I have reordered time…I have turned the world upside down…And I have done it all for you. I am exhausted from living up to your expectations.
Just fear me and love me…and do as I say…and I will be your slave.
Sarah took a deep breath and set off along the passageway again. A clump of lichen on the gatepost opened its eyes and watched her go. The eyes, on tendrils, had an anxious look, and when she had gone some distance away the clump, swiveling its eyes toward each other, commenced to gossip among itself. Most of it disapproved of the direction she had taken. You could tell that from the way the eyes looked meaningfully into each other. Lichen knows about directions.