be on my way.”

    t it y smile. tle ao let , o a  course of action ternatives.

    “Your papers are in order,” ing er of Ab do ot you pass.

    But I can’t  I am ting you out to meet some terrible danger. I can’t even send a patrol out rols already out there.”

    “I expected to go alone,” replied Sabriel. Sed t, but felt a tinge of regret. A protective group of soldiers e a comfort. trange and dangerous land, even if it ement.

    It  take muco rise over it.

    And alure of rouble, trapped and alone in ters of Death . . .

    “Very well,” said !”

    A ed  anding on guard outside t, on teps up into tion trenchey’d heard.

    “Prepare a crossing party,” snapped horyse.

    “A single person to cross. Miss Abhorsen, here.

    And Sergeant, if you or Private Raalk in your sleep about  of your lives!”

    “Yes, sir!” came tunate Private Raed, did seem half-asleep.

    “After you, please,” continued uring tohe door. “May I carry your skis again?”

    took no c came to crossing tood alone under t arce t pierced t arcood or knelt in a reverse arroe, and a dozen sed ts and t ttle faite tools of destruction.

    tual gate in ting  out of teetestimony to some explosion of modern cry or magical force.

    It o Ancelstierre, h.

    One caug it ligill it slid down ured by ongue.

    ter asted no different from any oted snoaste of teen years. Dimly, s  brougo Ancelstierre.

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