Page 343 (1/2)

’The Jaghut remember Moon’s Spawn I alone am in possession of the relevant scrolls from Gothos’s Folly that whisper of the K’Chain Nah’rhuk -- the Short-Tails, otten children of the Matrons -- who fashionedlost, who built vast, floating fortresses fro-tailed kin

’Oh, they lost in the end Were destroyed And but one floating fortress reed, abandoned to the winds Gothos believed it had drifted north, to collide with the ice of a Jaghut winter, and was so frozen, trapped for millennia Until found by the Tiste Andii Lord

’Do you co of Moon’s Spawn’s fullest powers -- powers he has noeven were he to know of them Dear Mother remembers, or at least so to fear Moon’s Spawn is not within two hundred leagues of here -- h the warrens, everywhere The only conclusion is that Moon’s Spawn has fled, or failed at last -- was it not almost destroyed over Pale? So you’ve told er, your Malazan ar dear Mother Onearm’s Host will be crushed in the assault on Coral As will Brood and his Rhivi Moreover, the White Faces will be shattered -- they’ve not the discipline for this kind of war I will have them all And I will feed you bits of Dujek Onearain, wouldn’t you? Soitated Yes?’

He said nothing, even as his storeed

The Seer crouched lower and touched a fingertip to Toc’s te you All your faiths One by one Almost too easy The only salvation you can hope for is er You understand that now, don’t you?’

’Yes,’ he replied

’Very good Pray, then, that there is h I admit I’ve little searched But perhaps it exists Hold to that, my friend’

’Yes’

The Seer straightened ’I hear my mother’s cries Take him back, Seerdomin’

’As you coathered Toc the Younger, lifted him with ease from the cold floor

He was carried from the room In the hallway, the Seerdomin paused

’Toc, listen to me, please She’s chained down below, and the reach does not encompass the entire roo food, water, blankets -- the Seer will pay little heed to her cries, for she is always crying these days Nor will he probe towards herhim’