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Abby peered up at the sorceress. She gave Abby a sympathetic smile and a nod to confirm the truth of it.

Abby swallowed. 'I see.'

With a poignant expression, the sorceress smoothed Abby's hair back from her forehead 'You don't understand. You see only a part of it. You don't mean what you say.'

She fell to hysterical wailing again, and the Mother Confessor once again drew her into comforting arms. Comfort was not what Abby wanted.

After Abby remained silent the Mother Confessor began. 'Zedd married Erilyn. She was a wonderful woman. We all loved her very much, but not as much as did he. They had a daughter.'

'Yes,' Abby said, 'he is very talented at being the wind of death.'

Abby swallowed. 'I see.'

Abby's fists tightened. 'He couldn't'

The Mother Confessor patted the stone step beside her. 'Abigail, sit up here beside me. Let me tell you about the man in there.'

'I'm from Coney Crossing, I've never heard of such a thing.'

'And sometimes,' Abby argued, 'those with magic really are monsters who care nothing for the life they destroy.'

'When Zedd became First Wizard, things were grim. Panis Rahl had conjured the shadow people.'

But she did. 'If you had -'

Abby looked up at the woman in whose arms she lay. It was the Mother Confessor herself. She could do her worst, for all Abby cared. What did it matter, what did any of it matter, now?

'I won't, but I don't see -'

The Mother Confessor smiled a small smile. She tapped her chest. 'Among ourselves, those of us who really know him call him the trickster, The trickster is the name he has truly earned. We named him the wind of death for others to hear, so as to strike terror into the hearts of the enemy. Some people on our side take that name to heart. Perhaps, since your mother was gifted, you can understand how people sometimes unreasonably fear those with magic?'

'Well, the war had been bad enough, but then Panis Rahl taught his wizards to conjure shadow people.' The Mother Confessor sighed at the anguish of retelling the story. They are so called because they are like shadows in the air. They have no precise shape or form. They are not living, but created out of magic. Weapons have no more effect on them than they would have on smoke.

'When Zedd became First Wizard, things were grim. Panis Rahl had conjured the shadow people.'

'You have just the one child?' the sorceress asked.

Abby looked up at the woman in whose arms she lay. It was the Mother Confessor herself. She could do her worst, for all Abby cared. What did it matter, what did any of it matter, now?

T, too, have a daughter,' the Mother Confessor said. 'She is twelve. Delora and I both understand your pain. So does the First Wizard.'

Abby looked up at the woman in whose arms she lay. It was the Mother Confessor herself. She could do her worst, for all Abby cared. What did it matter, what did any of it matter, now?

But she did. 'If you had -'

Abby's fists tightened. 'He couldn't'

Abby swallowed. 'I see.'

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