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Jon

           

           "Quicklynow,"theHalfhandcommanded.Thebigmanonthesmallhorserodeovertheice-slickstones,rightintothecurtainofwater,andvanished.Whenhedidnotreappear,Jonputhisheelsintohishorseandwentafter.Hisgarrondidhisbesttoshyaway.Thefallingwaterslappedatthemwithfrozenfists,andtheshockofthecoldseemedtostopJon’sbreath.

           Thenhewasthrough;drenchedandshivering,butthrough.

           Thecleftintherockwasbarelylargeenoughformanandhorsetopass,butbeyond,thewallsopenedupandthefloorturnedtosoftsand.Joncouldfeelthesprayfreezinginhisbeard.Ghostburstthroughthewaterfallinanangryrush,shookdropletsfromhisfur,sniffedatthedarknesssuspiciously,thenliftedalegagainstonerockywall.Qhorinhadalreadydismounted.Jondidthesame."Youknewthisplacewashere."

           "WhenIwasnoolderthanyou,Iheardabrothertellhowhefollowedashadowcatthroughthesefalls."Heunsaddledhishorse,removedherbitandbridle,andranhisfingersthroughhershaggymane."Thereisawaythroughtheheartofthemountain.Comedawn,iftheyhavenotfoundus,wewillpresson.Thefirstwatchismine,brother."Qhorinseatedhimselfonthesand,hisbacktoawall,nomorethanavagueblackshadowinthegloomofthecave.Overtherushoffallingwaters,JonheardasoftsoundofsteelonleatherthatcouldonlymeanthattheHalfhandhaddrawnhissword.

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