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"Do not say so," retorted Adica sternly "We have walked a long path together We cannot let them defeat us now"

"We htfully

"How can I andinto a trap?"

Once Hani’s voice ceased, Two Fingers considered Alain stared at the niche, with its offerings of pots Did each one contain a dead infant? Was the thickly burning incense covering the s of blood, lay heaviest along the inset stone walls of the niche Painted figures of wonant bellies reminiscent of the Fat One danced up and down the walls of the niche, celebrating the innocent dead or protecting them It was hard to knohich

"The stor my tribe who believe that the Cursed Ones afflict us with harsh storms to break our spirit"

"What do you believe, Two Fingers? The Cursed Ones know s Can it be they can weave the weather as well?"

He lifted his h Storroorse each year, so it seems But I aic that they can raise storms in a land so far from their own"

"They have ships"

"So they do How does a storm benefit them when they are at sea, unless they can bend each breath of wind to their will?" Again, heassistant The wo see frown "It h The month of Adiru comes to an end Now the sun stands still--"

"Has so much time passed?" Adica demanded harshly "When we left our tribe, we had just welco!"

Was it already summer? Adica had told him that time passed differently when one walked the looone by?