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wn from the high places in the mountains,
flying over me in great, sweeping passes. Red-scaled and massive, their
wings beat the air as they flew past and the wind they kicked up blew into
my eyes and stung with fierce pain. I had learned magic to alleviate that
pain and so use it, giving myself a chance to stand and examine my
examiners.
[Who are you ?] the first one demanded, his voice shouting in my head
like a great storm.
"I call myself Darynn, as my father named me! Thomorr, Lord of the
Satyrs of Daber Wood has sent me to meet with Desa Megass of Hakkana."
[You have a great many friends,] the one spoke again. [You may pass
unharmed and without tribute unto the gates of our city. But if you have
lied, your suffering will amuse us for days.]
Speaking honestly, I had hoped for a ride. But Dragons do not have
kindness as we know it, Aimee.' Ah, I see you smile at my little joke.
And your boots have walked away on their own. Good.
I walked for the day and through the night and near dawn I found the
gates of the great city of Hakkana.
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