Its center encircled by agolden band, the precious Vagaries scroll lay atop a table standing in one corner. Tristan turned to Ox. Ever written any? No. With the thing’sdeath, its camouflage had gone.
Xanthus smiled. “One of you must take me aloft!”One of the warriors immediately took Tristan into his arms, and they all quickly went aloft. “I was once a memberof the Directorate of Wizards. Gagging and coughing, he looked at the Darkling with glassy eyes.
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