Everworld is a very political place. But interestingly so. No one fights over tax rates. They fight over survival rates.
We are all fields, not points. We are expanses, spaces, not locked rooms. We each extend in many directions, even the dullest human. We are subject and object and all the space between. We are the thing we see, and the thing that sees, and the seer that sees itself, and all the spaces in between. I extended between universes. I encompassed parts of both. The universes were vast circles that never touched, but I, a much smaller circle, intersected both. A freak of nature. An imperfection. A flaw in what were supposed to be perfect, discrete systems.
I found Sechnaf giving orders to his men. He accepted David's authority. Perhaps he had direct instructions from Sobek. But it was also true that David had acquired the habit of issuing orders and expecting to be obeyed. It was a sort of natural magic. The more you gave orders and were obeyed, the more easily you gave orders. Men are sheep and love to be led. I had chosen well with David. In feet, he had done better than I'd hoped. And even if he was no longer entirely under my control, he still ended up doing my bidding. I was content with that. Still, the time would come when I would have to take him down several notches. A pawn that crosses the entire board can
I found Sechnaf giving orders to his men. He accepted David's authority. Perhaps he had direct instructions from Sobek. But it was also true that David had acquired the habit of issuing orders and expecting to be obeyed. It was a sort of natural magic. The more you gave orders and were obeyed, the more easily you gave orders. Men are sheep and love to be led.
on. "You've done well to make it this far," he said. “But it's a fool of a mortal who plays games with the gods." "You play those games," I said. He smiled. "I invented those games.