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The starry depths of the sky, bounded above by the roofs’ rectangle, seemed to swallow the golden glow of Liss’s candle and the torch, and give back nothing. Arhys’s face was a gilded shadow against the deeper shadows, but his eyes gleamed. “A busy day, your restored companions and their Jokonan tailpiece have brought us,” he began. “Two of my patrols, to the south and the west, have returned with nothing to report. Two have not yet come back, and they concern me.”

He hesitated. “Cattilara did not greet my return. She is angry with me, I think.” “For riding out on your duties? She will surely forgive you.” “She will not forgive my dying. I am become her enemy in this, as well as her prize.” Have you, now? “She still thinks she can get you back. Or at least prevent you from going. She does not, I think, perceive the wasting effect of this delay upon you, being blinded by the surfaces of things.

If she sees the disintegrating ghosts at all, I do not think she understands the nature of their damnation.” “Damnation,” he breathed. “Is that what my state is. That explains much.” “Theologically, I do believe that is precisely what it is, although perhaps Learned dy Cabon could refine the term. I do not know the scholars’ language, but I have seen the thing itself. You are cut off from the nourishment of matter, but blocked from the sustenance of your god. And yet, not by your own will, as the true and mercifully sundered spirits are.

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