When my father or even one of his apprentices makes an item, it has . . ." He smiled wryly to wipe the hint of blasphemy away from what he was about to say. "Aman's work has what would be a soul, if the work were a man rather than a thing." Guillermo's head moved from Leon to Ricimer, as if the neck were clicking between detents. "And my race has no soul," the Molt