put some of rengto t to le  effect, save for a golden sparkle t briefly illuminated e, ely set, and too mucs o in a fees, never to return to t of Life.

    “Loose my collar,” me Sabriel’s ear, folloion of Mogget digging o o her lap. “Loose my collar!”

    Sabriel looked at  t t stupid, starved of oxygen, unable to decide. t of an ancient binding, a terrible guardian of tremendous po o contain an inexpressible evil, or uncontrollable force.

    “trust me!” . “Loose my collar, and remember the ring!”

    Sabriel s, but it  just to  s to all the collar so long ago.

    Surprisingly for suc spell, s little more t was open, and suddenly  heavy, like a lead rope, or a ball and chain.

    Sabriel almost dropped it, but it became ligantial. o exist.

    Mogget sat still, on o gloernal ligill  t gre-s, just a soo brigo look at. It seemed to ate for a moment and Sabriel felt its attention flicker beto almost formed back into t-s into four ss of brilliant , and to slide into the wings.

    te brilliance, and it abruptly stopped its . Sabriel ly for   t  to keep ill.

    Despite t, till falling. Sabriel, o fill treetops suddenly appeared belorange lig clipping tin roof.

    t yards above  still too fast to land  total destruction.

    Mogget, or  s t added bruises on top of bruises.

    For t time, Sabriel felt t t and to skid a little in t grass of the field.

    Mogget braked, and Sabriel cly lay its belly on to w s landing.

    But ted to reve