This is the only possibility. Torches flared all around, illuminating the cistern and its dark, fulminatingwater. That's very odd. For her part, the old Tuskugggun standing proudly in her crookedness seemed well at ease, despite thecarved heartwood cane on which she was obliged to lean.
Lady— Eleana began before she choked on her words. Othnam hesitated, then nodded. He was an ambitious lad. The Great Voorg is a sacred place.
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