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Date Posted: 11:43:19 10/18/05 Tue
Thorongil nodded slowly. Yes, he signed, they will be safe as long as they are in our care. But I do not like the sound of this She. You say that we need her help, but what guarantee do we have that she will help us? She sounds altogether untrustworthy to me.
Kaleadora sighed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Their three companions appeared to have talked together all night, but their words made very little sense to her. She missed her sister. The sea of blue grass all around seemed melancholy and alien even in the cheerful morning light. She looked at Dante, curled up in the grass with his thumb in his mouth, watching his eyes move and feet twitch as he dreamed. Gently, she brushed a strand of black hair from his forehead, smiling. She was certain of at least one thing - Dante was a wonderful little boy, and she needed to be strong for his sake.
On a whim, she gazed up into the sky and reached out for Nashota, for the comforting familiarity of the link that had always been there. But to her surprise, she found nothing - not even a whisper darkened with distance. Either I'm losing my touch, she thought, or Nashota is nowhere in these valleys.
Just then Dante stirred and sat up quickly, looking around as though expecting to see something, and then pouted when he did not see it. Kalea grinned and hugged him. "Good morning, little warrior! I think we'll start traveling today. You get to ride the kitty, too. But they're still talking. So while we wait, tell me of your dreams."
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