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. But in so doing, he would destroy the world. My
journey into the future showed that to me-and I showed the
future to him. Raistlin would become a god-but he would rule
over a dead world. He knew then that he couldn't return. He had
doomed himself. He knew the risks he faced, however, when he
entered the Abyss."
"Yes," said Justarius quietly. "And, in his ambition, he chose
freely to take those risks. What is it you are trying to say?"
"Just this," Caramon returned. "Raistlin made a mistake-a
terrible, tragic mistake. And he did what few of us can do-he had
courage enough to admit it and try to do what he could to rectify it,
even though it meant sacrificing himself."
"You have grown in wisdom over the years, Caramon Majere.
What you say is convincing." Justarius regarded Caramon with
new respect, even as the arch-mage shook his head sadly. "Still,
this is a question for philosophers to argue. It is not proof. Forgive
me for pressing you, Caramon, but-"
"I spent a month at Tanis's, before I went home," Caramon
continued as if he hadn't heard the interruption. "It was in his
quiet, peaceful home that I thought about all this. It was there that
I first had to come to grips with the fact that my brother-my
companion since birth, the person that I loved better than
anyone else on this world-was gone. Lost. For all I knew,
trapped in horrible torment. I... I thought, more than once,
about taking the edge off my pain with dwarf spirits again
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