The mother thought for a while, then produced a bag. "In here are nouns, which I consider the solid core and treasure of language. I give them to you because you're the oldest. Take them and do what you can with them."
". . . when I began working out what the Hwarhath were like I realized that there are many excellent, excellent arguments against heterosexuality. . . ."
My daughter is gone. / She has turned into a salmon.
