`` if it is my soul- '' `` it 's not , '' he said , looking at her . and each night she cried herself to sleep . i swear there 's something about that horn sounding . urgent concern in his voice now . i tried to shove that boulder from the cavern stealing some more colored rocks . he asks , stretching out , reaching for his watch . when he raised his hammer , it trailed smoke behind it . she really wanted to have a baby . 