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datatime: 2022-09-27 08:32:18 Author:expAhCze

I know what I'm doing.

What is it that you want for yourself, construct? the Sign inquired.

Then he turned to me and said, It'll take some doing to sort everything out, to achieve a more permanent balance, to assure its stability.

The expression on her face was one of disbelief.

I pulsed the spikard, open on all channels, hoping to locate Ghost, give him access to its energies. I couldn't seem to make contact, though.

I just hope you know what you're doing, he said.

We walked little-used ways, passing through Shadow, coming at length to the final battlefield of the Patternfall War. The place had healed itself over the years, leaving no indication of all that had transpired there. Corwin regarded it for a long while in silence.

I pulsed the spikard, open on all channels, hoping to locate Ghost, give him access to its energies. I couldn't seem to make contact, though.

I remember. And I will remember. A jagged tentacle of the constantly shifting figure moved toward one of the circles of light. There was a blinding rush of flame when they met. When my vision cleared, however, nothing had changed. Very well, the Sign acknowledged. You came prepared. It is not yet time to weaken myself in your destruction. Not when another waits for me to falter.

Mandor nodded to me.

You already did. I turned you down then, too. Remember?

You would back down before a son of Amber and his toy? she asked.

I remember. And I will remember. A jagged tentacle of the constantly shifting figure moved toward one of the circles of light. There was a blinding rush of flame when they met. When my vision cleared, however, nothing had changed. Very well, the Sign acknowledged. You came prepared. It is not yet time to weaken myself in your destruction. Not when another waits for me to falter.

The tree flared through its autumn and was gone.

Till later then, came the voice out of the whirlwind, before it blew away.

He shrugged and became a blue whirlwind.

Till later then, came the voice out of the whirlwind, before it blew away.

You think you can keep things peaceful on this end for a while?

Mandor nodded to me.

You already did. I turned you down then, too. Remember?

Take it however you would, he said, but if you need advice I'll try to help you.

I pulsed the spikard, open on all channels, hoping to locate Ghost, give him access to its energies. I couldn't seem to make contact, though.

Till later then, came the voice out of the whirlwind, before it blew away.

You would back down before a son of Amber and his toy? she asked.

Thanks, Ghost, I said. Your timing's gotten a lot better.

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