This has been bothering me for untold eons now. You people are all wonderfully smart. Maybe you know.
There was this book I read, way back at the dawn of time. It was a YA book, and it mostly perplexed me at the time, but I was delighted to read it. I would be very delighted to read it again, except I haven't the faintest idea what it was called, or who it was by.
I remember details. I remember that it had a boy and a girl as Protags in it. I remember that the girl wound up creating a couple of beings, who turned out to be too human and grew violent. I remember that the book involved tapestries which were our lives and the lives of the world. The only specific scene I remember was the boss explaining that the tapestry had a black thread, representing evil, which ran through the tapestry and couldn't be removed without unraveling the tapestry. I want to say that the girl removed it when she was making her beings, but I don't know for sure. I'm VERY sketchy on this.
Anyone who gets this right will get a Really Amazing Prize. I mean, as if my undying gratitude weren't enough. (Yes, folks, my gratitude is undead.)
There was this book I read, way back at the dawn of time. It was a YA book, and it mostly perplexed me at the time, but I was delighted to read it. I would be very delighted to read it again, except I haven't the faintest idea what it was called, or who it was by.
I remember details. I remember that it had a boy and a girl as Protags in it. I remember that the girl wound up creating a couple of beings, who turned out to be too human and grew violent. I remember that the book involved tapestries which were our lives and the lives of the world. The only specific scene I remember was the boss explaining that the tapestry had a black thread, representing evil, which ran through the tapestry and couldn't be removed without unraveling the tapestry. I want to say that the girl removed it when she was making her beings, but I don't know for sure. I'm VERY sketchy on this.
Anyone who gets this right will get a Really Amazing Prize. I mean, as if my undying gratitude weren't enough. (Yes, folks, my gratitude is undead.)
