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Chapter 44

           Therewasabrilliantmoon,butinoneofthoselate-summerskiesoftheextremenorth,whendaylingerseveninthedarknessandtheskyhasstrangedepths.Nightswhennewworldsseemalwaysabouttobegin.Iheardfromacrossthewater,fromSeidevarre,acry.ForamomentIthoughtitmustbesomebird,butthenIknewitcouldonlybeHenrik.Ilookedtowardsthefarmstead.IcouldseeGustavhadstopped,wasstandingoutside,listening.Anothercrycame.Itwasdraggedout,thecryofsomeonewhoiscallingagreatdistance.IwalkedacrossthegrasstoGustav.Isheintrouble,Iasked.Heshookhishead,andremainedstaringoutatthedarkshadowofSeidevarreacrossthemoon-graywater.Whatwashecalling?Gustavsaid,’doyouhearme?Iamhere.’Andthenthetwocries,withanintervalbetween,cameagainandIcouldmakeouttheNorwegianwords.’HorerdumigPlegerher.’HenrikwascallingtoGod."ItoldyouhowsoundscarriedatSeidevarre.Eachtimehecalledthecryseemedtostretchoutinfinitely,throughtheforest,overthewater,intothestars.Thentherewererecedingechoes.Oneortwoshrillcriesfromdistantdisturbedbirds.Therewasanoisefromthefarmsteadbehindus.Ilookedup,andsawawhitefigureatoneoftheupperwindowswhetherRagnarorherdaughter,Icouldnotsee.Itwasasifwewereallunderaspell."Tobreakit,IbegantoquestionGustav.Didheoftencalllikethis?Hesaid,notoftenthreeorfourtimesayear,whentherewasnowindandafullmoon.Didheevercryotherphrases?Gustavthoughtback.

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