Books In English "City Of Illusions" Ursula K. Le Guin | Page 147

which now was the dreamer, which the dream?
"You should have died a century ago," the Prince of Kansas had told
uncomprehending Falk, seeing or sensing or knowing of the man that lay
lost within him, the man born so long ago. And now if Ramarren were to
return to Werel it would be yet farther into his own future. Nearly three
centuries, nearly five of Werel's great Years would then have elapsed since
he had left; all would be changed; he would be as strange on Werel as he
had been on Earth.
There was only one place to which he could truly go home, to the
welcome of those who had loved him: Zove's House. And he would never
see it again. If his way led anywhere, it was out, away from Earth. He was
on his own, and had only one job to do: to try to follow that way through
to the end.

X
IT WAS BROAD DAYLIGHT now, and realizing that he was very
hungry Ramarren went to the concealed door and asked aloud, in
Galaktika, for food. There was no reply, but presently a toolman brought
and served him food; and as he was finishing it a little signal sounded
outside the door. "Come in!" Ramarren said in Kelshak, and Har Orry
entered, then the tall Shing Abundibot, and two others whom Ramarre আB