“I’ve never heard you whistle before, Marrec, and I’ve known you long,” commented Gunggari.
“The tune is rather a happy one, too,” noted Ususi, her lips trying on a smile, which was becoming a less rare sight.
“Well, I don’t know the name of the tune. I’m just whistling because the mood struck me, that’s all. Plus, before she left, Ash gave me knowledge I didn’t know that I wanted, but now that I have it, I see that it is nothing less than essential.”
Elowen raised an eyebrow, inquisitive.
“It’s Thanial. I thought him destroyed forevermore, his fragments scattered beyond recovery, but Ash has given me special insight. I know where every last chunk, fragment, stone, and pebble of Thanial lies, across the entire span of Faerfln. Some are scattered strangely far, but I know even of them.”
Ususi began to nod, but Elowen said, “So?”
“I have been given the gift of salvation, and Thanial’s, too. Once I have collected all the pieces, I can meld them into a whole, and once whole, my old mentor can be released from his mineral bondage.”
Gunggari clapped Marrec on the back.
It was true. The knowledge of each stony fragment sparkled in his mind, divinely provided, and for all Marrec knew, given directly by Lurue herself, but passed down through her emissary, the Aspect.
— Slit was midsummer, but a fair day without scorching heat. Looking backward at the edge of the Rawlinswood, as it lay lower than the higher point to which they had ascended, they saw the white sun stretching out over the dark cloak of the woods, the light penetrating shadows and turning shadow and darkness to the greenery of life. The sky was blue, but darkening swiftly as evening approached, with only a faint frosting of clouds high above, like white paint streaked across a cerulean canvas.
Yeshelmaar lay not too far distant, less than a day’s walk away, should they choose to push themselves, but comfortable in each other’s company, they chose instead to set camp early.
As the stars came out above, Gunggari began to play again on his dizheri. The song was one Marrec had heard the Oslander play before, but rarely. A salute to the stars, which the Oslander’s people believed to be the spirits of their ancestors looking down upon them, guarding them, or at least available for advice, should they be asked.
Elowen and Ususi were talking quietly together. When Gunggari began his music, they finished speaking and made their way up to where the cleric reclined on a great rock.
Elowen said, “Ususi and I find ourselves at loose ends.” “Loose ends?”
Ususi responded, “I have the Keystone, which is what
I’ve long sought, but gaining it, I have discovered that there are other things, too, beyond accumulation of knowledge, that are worth having.”
“What’s that?” wondered Marrec, frowning.
Elowen answered for Ususi, “Comradeship. Listen-now that the Rotting Man has been flushed from Dun Tharos, my priorities have shifted, too. For so long I have been focused on the Talontyr, but his threat is lessened. Like Ususi… I find that I prefer traveling with a group of friends instead of alone.”
Comprehension dawned across the cleric’s face. He shook his head, but a great contentment filled him up, causing him to laugh. “Then, two shall become four. We’re off in the morning. First, we shall visit Hemish, to tell him of his little girl that grew up and give him the token Ash wanted him to have. After that, we will search out the fragments of my past misstep. Thanial will enjoy meeting all of you.”
Marrec stood. The three, discussing their plans for the morrow, strode over to where the Oslander continued to play. Gunggari’s notes danced into the night sky. The stars twinkled their approval.
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