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Leadem, Christopher

"The Mantooth"

' For a moment his eyes flashed, but he knew she meant no
insult.
'Because I think there could be some other colony on the Island as
well.' Her eyes became suddenly large, and she turned toward him
intently. He continued reluctantly.
'I told you I've seen the smoke of campfires, and as many as
twelve riders at once making toward the island at sunset. But I've
also seen other lights, bright and unnatural, and broad beams that split
the night..... I don't know what they mean.'
As she heard this her heart beat suddenly faster. It was all too
fantastic. Old voices and dreams that she had thought dead and in the
past, surged recklessly to life inside her.
'We've got to go there! We've got to find out.'
'Yes.' He paused, watching her intently in his turn. 'I'm
sorry I couldn't tell you all at once. It was a lot to think
about.'
'I understand.' She got up and began to pace restlessly, breathing
too deep, unable to control it. 'Oh, Kalus, I feel as if I'm
going to burst.'
'I'll be there with you.'
'Yes. YES.' Like a child she ran and wrapped her arms about him.
But later that night, unable to sleep and watching his familiar form
beside her in the darkness, she was dismayed by a strange voice that
told her she wished she was going alone. Even as he had said, she began
to wonder how deep, how true, how honest was their love? And for the
first time in many months she felt the terrible uncertainty of the
dreamer who has wrapped all hope and affection about the shoulders of a
single lover.


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