- in the name of Allah -

From "Liveship Traders", Book 2:

     "You earn your future, Malta Vestrit." The bead-maker cocked her head at
her. "What does tomorrow owe you?"
     "Tomorrow owes me?" Malta repeated in confusion.
     "Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that." Amber looked out to sea again. "And no less. Sometimes folk wish tomorrow did not pay them off so completely."