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NooMoahk either understood her or ed to soreedy and tried to steal some of ot away, but the hair on the back of her head will never grow right again, I expect"

Auron looked at a shelf No stacked coin or trays of gems lay there, but scrolls Others held books, cloth wrapped palimpsests, even etched tablets and bronze plates

"This is treasure?"

NooMoahk nosed open a chest holding skins stained with faint ideogra"

"Treasure dead," Hieba repeated, in creditable Drakine

"Yes, dead It doesn’t kno to e Philosophy Histories Poetry Knowledge is a funny thing, Auron The more of it that’s in your head, the more your head can hold It breeds on its own You never knohat the next bit of reading is going to do, what it’s going to meet up with in your head anda piece of science on trees, say, and the description of the wreckage from a naval battle will have"

"How’s that?"

"Do you knoood floats on water, Auron?"

"Becausebecause it’s froht? They made it so it would float?"

"That could be one reason, and perhaps you’d settle for it Another could be the air pockets inside the wood; as the wood dries, the places that held sap or water empty and fill with air If the wood is properly treated by the hoet back in The air is lighter than the water, so it rises to the top"

"Then why doesn’t wood fly up in the air?"

"Because the wood is heavier than the air"

"That can’t be A dragon is heavier than air A bird is heavier than air"

"Auron, I’ lift now"

Ha! thought Auron Every dragon knows the Air Spirit gave his gift of flight to dragons NooMoahk is just trying tosie, you don’t need treasure Long before I et under uarded these works Before es from across the land mass came to consult They made me presents of chests of money Anyone couldof liquid fire, or how to improve fruit crops with a certain kind of insect if the knowledge was lost"

"Do they still come?"

"No My mind isn’t what it was, and the lands and traditions of the hohters in these mountains now The Ruby Crowns to the south have fallen back into savagery; jungle lives in their cities There’s the desert to the north, and the steppe country knows only the lands where they can drive their flocks Hypat is a shadow of its former self on the Inland Ocean The hominids put down the pen and took up the sword"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>