Sublime

She scooped up the child, tucked him under her arm, and half ran and half stumbled toward the roaring sea. “Oh, mother! No! Don’t leave me!” Ooruk cried. And at once you could tell she wanted to stay with her child, she wanted to, but something called her, something older than she, older than he, older than time.

You will see: women are weak, but mothers are strong.

For five or ten years they worked together, growing stronger and wiser and more and more mutually attached, and then the miracle happened—one of these young women bore a child.