_ But I might know, if you can find me. Orlando sprang from a croucheven as the thing's front legs tried to hook him toward its mouth. We're no closer toour goal, and we're certainly no threat to the bastards who got my brother. What good wind? asked a deep, quavering voice.
Its blank, headlight eyes watched herhungrily, so close it seemed she could reach down and touch the armored head. I felt a certain dissatisfaction,not with the story itself, but with the way he had suddenly told it, after being so secretive forso long. if your lover is dead, then you must be in charge here. Flat on his back beneath a starless nightsky, Paul tried to make sense of it all--Nandi's revelations, the sudden attack, the escape fromthe Khan's warriors, the whole incomprehensible mess.
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