Sophie Hinchcliffe had not spoken aloud once in her life, and the first voice ever to answer her out of the dark chose to correct her grammar. "And who's thee like?" "And whom am I? Tha, thee, needs t'improve tha vocabulary if tha is about to take on the world, gal. Tha needs to enunciate proper like. Tha needs to start talkin' in strict Ing to be where tha's gooin' - so I doant want to 'ear no more o'that pidgin Ing that tha's talkin' now gal - does tha understand me?" "And how should I address my unseen new friend?" "Me, ha! I am the weaver of worlds."







