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...nightmares and we will have our vengeance. 

I do not think my son knows yet that the stories I tell him, the strange toys I bring from distant traders... they are all for him, to learn the ways of destruction so that we may bring down an enemy we do not know.  I am damned, I know, to condemn my own son to such a life. But it is for our family, for our tribe, for our people.

It is for him that I am wading out into the water. I do not know at which point it drops off to become the Void. The water is so cold that I am shivering and it is so clear that I can see my feet--stark white among the coal-colored stones.

Something brushes my leg underwater and I stiffen. I look about  frantically, but I see nothing, not even the faintest glittery trail of a Sillan. 

At once, my courage disappears.  I have gone further out into the water than I have ever gone--perhaps nearly a thousand hands.

It is not enough.

Something else touches me, underwater...

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