Oh, hush!      You didn't see me here. Unless you don't think it odd--      I see by your face that you're uncertain. What is an anadi doing out at night? What is an anadi doing out at all? We are supposed to be home, coddled and strewn on pillows, lounging in cool pools; even a Traveller such as yourself knows this.      But I . . . oh, I am no ordinary anadi. I will change the world before I am done . . . I will make it a world of choice again, not a prison.      Watch me, if you too long for choices. If you find yourself ill at the idea that we must live life the way it has always been lived, rigidly confined within society's ideals and beliefs . . . if you have had unthinkable thoughts . . . oh, then, watch me, watch me change the world. I must go. Keep my secrets! Perhaps we will meet again! Ask for Dlane!