She felt abruptly, as if she had fallen into a dreamlike stupor. We, alone, survived. And why should any difference—the Deirus' especially—mean that they are fit only to serve the dyingand the Brother and sister followed the lymmnal, firelight and the webbed shadows cast by the twisted thornbeambranches playing over them.
These scoundrels, far from offering theyoung lady protection from the wicked world, stole her inheritance andplundered her house. They dragged the bodies to the edgeof the pit they had dug and kicked them in. They were freed blinking into the smoking semidarkness. The Druuge paused before yet another case and peered within.
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