The change was slow, internal, as all such changes are. Time, when time can work, is incredibly destructive. Am I a god? No. A man, a very, very old man, and if a trickle can carve out the Grand Canyon, given time, do you know what happens to a soul?
I don’t want your money. I have enough. I want you to just tell me plainly why you’ve come. Make your request, and I’ll either do something about it or tell you what to do.
Unless, you’ve just tracked me down out of idle curiosity? Come to see the freakshow?
Tale Told 