Dimly, Riane could hear the Teyj singing a beautiful song, a new melody. Eleana looked at her. They divined things by killingand reading the entrails of the dead. Anyway, on the morning of his fifteenth birthday he was far to the north, hiking along a treacherous andenthralling ridge when he saw the narbuck.
His eyes, sunk deep into his skull, blazed pale as moonslight, thepupils tiny, black and pulsing. He puthis knuckle beneath her chin and lifted her head. She rose andreverently touched the narbuck's damp muzzle, soft as velvet. Instead of the Tzelos, shesaw a flash of dark light, saw Giyan's face, a rictus of pain, saw behind her the rag
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