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She says she will drown you in the lake tonight, so say your prayers Luvo’s voice in my mind was a cool bath that softened the roar of the power in the ood She is very, very angry She cannot defend your actions to the others, and that rier

I couldn’t answer hieh the roar Their poas raised to heart-piercing levels by what had passed through theic was loudest

Hands helpeda grown horse bareback for so long

"Evvy, here are soood for anything but the voice of ic "Luvo, she can’t walk Does she have fits like this often?"

"Never However, I know the nature of what possesses her If you wish to ride on, Jayatin, I will remain with her We may be here for soet to it in ti And you can’t ride Oswin can show them the old power trail as well as I could have I don’t like the way you’ve been acting, either I , but you’ve been quiet and tucked into yourself this last bit of the road like you’re ailing Do you even get sick?"

"I do not Moreover, I cannot tell you what it is that makes me so uneasy I only know that Evumeimei pursues it"

Jayat helped me onto a tumble of basalt--cool, black, rational basalt In this shape it was six-sided colu in a pile He shooed away soed my body so I could sit, then dribbled water between oes on spirit quests soets like this" After ato hurt, they were so dry He yanked off my headcloth Soon after that I felt cool wetness on my forehead, cheeks, and eyelids He had dampened the cloth and laid it over my face

I pulled ic in froround, about fifty yards downslope from the basalt, there was a new crack in the earth that bled strength It would take athered my power and fell into it

Evu Luvo followed me He didn’t sound like the Luvo who had taken me down into the Pebbled Sea, or the Luvo who had fled with xe mountain canyons He sounded…old And frail The earth’s molten heart is too close to the surface here It may overwhelm us

Don’t be silly! It’sbut wonderful for the likes of us? Honestly, Luvo, if you’re going to natter and scold, don’t coreat forges below the blanket of rock None of us do We are all born in fire, with no memory of that birth but pain

That’s what I ical shape I swooped through a vein of rockwater, the indigo crystal cooling me as I passed I had reached the depth that was usually as far as I could go This tih the earth I could do the sa the power I had followed here I wrapped it around me like a shell of fire It threw off colored flashes to rival the ones fro orange, aht blue