| Chapter 9: The Gift of the Forestal |
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Covenant's Dead.
With them stood Vain, wearing his black perfection like a cloak to conceal his heart. The figures spoke to Covenant through the mute vision. The blessing and curse of their affection bore him to his knees. Then the eyeless man, the Forestal, approached. Carefully, he stretched out his staff to touch Covenant's forehead. Instantly, a blaze like a melody of flame sang out over the eftmound; and at once all Elemesnedene fell into darkness. Night arched within the vision--a night made explicit and familiar by stars. Slowly, the mapwork of the stars began to turn. "See you, Honninscrave?" cried the First hoarsely. "Yes! he responded. "This path I can follow to the ends of the Earth." |