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"Tall friend," one of the Winterdrekhs says soberly. "No one your size is a weaver. Why not volunteer to fight for Eramis?" | "Tall friend," one of the Winterdrekhs says soberly. "No one your size is a weaver. Why not volunteer to fight for Eramis?" | ||
Namrask shudders. He cannot fight. Not after what he saw in the [[Reef]]—that [[Fikrul, the Fanatic|THING]] with its staff. Not after [[SIVA]], [[Twilight Gap]], [[London]]. [[Kridis, Dark Priestess|Kridis]] promised that this was salvation. | Namrask shudders. He cannot fight. Not after what he saw in the [[Reef]]—that [[Fikrul, the Fanatic|THING]] with its [[Fanatic's Staff|staff]]. Not after [[SIVA]], [[Twilight Gap]], [[London]]. [[Kridis, Dark Priestess|Kridis]] promised that this was salvation. | ||
"Bring me broken eggs," Namrask begs, "and I will make eggcloth. How will the hatchlings be swaddled if no one weaves the eggcloth for them?" | "Bring me broken eggs," Namrask begs, "and I will make eggcloth. How will the hatchlings be swaddled if no one weaves the eggcloth for them?" |
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