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Chapter 2
"Whoattackedthem?Andwhy?"
"Idon’tknow,"shelied."Itwasaterriblylongtimeago,Ciri.Askthewitchersaboutit."
"Ihave,"gruntedthegirl."Buttheydidn’twanttotellme."
Icanunderstandthat,thoughtthemagician.Achildtrainedtobeawitcher,agirl,atthat,whohasnotundergonethemutations,shouldnotbetoldsuchthings.Achildlikethatshouldnothearaboutthemassacre.AchildlikethatshouldnotbeterrifiedbytheprospectthattheytoomayonedayhearwordsdescribingitlikethosewhichwerescreamedbythefanaticswhomarchedonKaerMorhenlongago.Mutant.Monster.Freak.Damnedbythegods,acreaturecontrarytonature.No,Idonotblamethewitchersfornottellingyouaboutit,littleCiri.AndIshan’ttellyoueither.Ihaveevenmorereasontobesilent.BecauseIamawizard,andwithouttheaidofwizardsthosefanaticswouldneverhaveconqueredthecastle.Andthathide-ouslampoon,thatwidelydistributedMonstrumwhichstirredthefanaticsupanddrovethemtosuchwickednesswasalso,apparently,somewizard’sanonymouswork.ButI,littleCiri,donotrecognisecollectiveresponsibility,Idonotfeeltheneedtoexpiatetheeventswhichtookplacehalfacenturybeforemybirth.Andtheskeletonswhicharemeanttoserveasaneternalreminderwillultimatelyrotawaycompletely,disintegrateintodustandbeforgotten,willdisappearwiththewindwhichconstantlywhipsthemountainside...
"Theydon’twanttolielikethat,"saidCirisuddenly.
