“P-SS N-T PR-S-NT-D. -C-SS D-N--D. PL--S- L-C-T- TH- V-S-T-R C-NT-R T- -BT--N PR-P-R CR-D-NT--LS.”
   The boar was a sizzling lump of meat, its bristly hair smoldering, twin smoking craters bored through its side, long before this sentence was finished. The metal thing cocked its head as if studying this scene and then, after a moment, returned to a standing position. It leaned against the canyon wall, eye-covers sliding shut, and its skeletal shoulders slumped.
   “TH-NK Y-- F-R V-S-T-NG,” it said, and then it was silent, as it sometimes went for months or years between encounters of this type.
   At a safe distance, yellow-green eyes took all of this in. The sacred circle remained unspoiled. The boar had passed into the arc of death and had paid the price which all that trod upon the ground there must pay. Everything was as it had ever been, since first the watch had begun.
   Above the metal thing, past the canyon, the wind wailed its banshee’s dirge. A tiny bug came to the edge of the metal thing’s domain and stopped, sensing the polluted soil in front of it. Turning around, it trundled off the way it had come, and so was spared the boar’s fate, and the fate of all those whose bones littered that tainted ground.
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   Table of Contents
   The Children of the Sun
   The Children of the Sun
   Have You Read the First Two Books?
   Dedication
   Acknowledgments
   Part I
   Chapter 1
   Chapter 2
   Chapter 3
   Chapter 4
   Part II
   Chapter 5
   Chapter 6
   Chapter 7
   Chapter 8
   Part III
   Chapter 9
   Chapter 10
   Chapter 11
   Chapter 12
   Chapter 13
   Chapter 14
   Chapter 15
   Part IV
   Chapter 16
   Chapter 17
   Chapter 18
   Part V
   Chapter 19
   Chapter 20
   Chapter 21
   Chapter 22
   Chapter 23
   Chapter 24
   Chapter 25
   Chapter 26
   Chapter 27
   Chapter 28
   Chapter 29
   Epilogue
   The End
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