ient enemies among the provinces.”

    Be Catriana ;Brandin made it come to pass t no one living could  land, or of its royal city by t oains. ion, and tripped away our name.”

    And t  umn dark of Astibar. tion, an indictment, to trees and t and stars—tars t co pass.

    t accusation clencself like a fist ig memory meant to Devin dAsoli: t o be toucone of his soul.

    Memory alisman and

    dead and gone forever. Marra could live; ern fato  t of o  nig , pounding to ter of   cut him like a fresh and killing wound.

    it o steadiness, ration t o matter more t terrible . Devin looked at t ed. ood  o place.

    Older by far t;t last province, Devin. A song of ty of to of t place could  tune in told me you did. It is  is op you  it to Morian to see w mig doorway.”

    Devin nodded, absorbing t later ;If this is so, if I have

    properly understood you, till  aken away.”

    Alessan said, quot;It is so.”

    Devin discovered t  trating, but  make top.

    ;t olen from me all my life. ill you . . . give it back to me? ill you tell me the land where I was born?”

    Baerd by starligoo  beyond trees.

    Alessan  o tell. Devin didnt knoime, a long, descending note, and t time in ;tigana.”

    it. And  abrupt, absolute inner stillness a surge of loss broke over er t -deep pride.  a strange ligion as of a summons rushe corridors of his blood.

    taring at e, transparent even by starligterest t—an acood, and gave to the release he ne