"Get those sharp teeth out of the tiger's jaw,
Burn the resurrected phoenix with your blood."
-Shakespeare
...
"I'm coming back today," Kuzgun began. "I have to wrap things up and let him know you're in the flock. You'll be back a week after I've got everything ready. I'll send someone to accompany you."
I shook my head. week was enough time. It was also a logical act of him to send someone on behalf of my not giving up. Because even I wasn't confident enough in myself.
The raven took his staff and rose from the table. "I have to go now. It's a good deal."
I lightly squeezed his outstretched hand. "I hope so."
I had to go home and think about all this. I had to make a plan myself. In fact, I should have made several plans, not just one. I couldn't risk myself. I was walking alone on this road and my enemy was more than one.
