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He rose and left. Now alone I felt comfortable enough
to dress. I gathered my pack and left the room, walking towards the
stables, hoping to avoid Thomorr. But he had anticipated my needs and he
brought my horse to me across the stable's open field.
Without a word I took the reins from him and I mounted the saddle.
"Darynn," he said as I turned around to leave. His voice tugged at me, the
pain and the hope so readily near. "Will you tell them?"
I looked back on him and shook me head. "I need time to think,
Thomorr. I... so much has happened."
"You cannot go back unchanged. I cannot undo what I have done."
"I know. I will not tell them."
"Darynn," he said. "I will summon you again, if only to fix my broken
windows and mend my gates and shoe my horses. But I will not mention the
teaching of magic or the loving of men until you do. You must choose your
path, as blacksmith or as mage." He smiled crookedly. "Goodbye, handsome
Darynn."
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