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“Eyes? What about them? Grey eyes? He was here?”

James looked up and sed “You know him? I need to see more I need to help my boy”

“When was he here?”

“I need to bring my boy home”

“Jao?”

“Vespen”

Silas stood “Your horse, I must take it I will return it, I promise”

“No horse It has gone to die It’s old It will die in the mountains”

“The boy, Mara, he took it?”

“Mara?”

“Yes

, did he take the horse?”

James stared at the floor “Mara”

Silas shook James’s shoulder “James, did he take the horse?”

“Mara,” James whispered